10 More days

Hey everybody!

I hope you are all well. I am still in a state of maulting... Woo... it's getting beyond a joke now. Even I'm sick of seeing fur floating around in the backyard. Sure, it looks like snow but on a 30 degree day (celcious) then it really doesn't feel like snow.

I think the evil cat has gone completely mad! He flops himself down infront (or behind) doorways and then complains when doors are opened up on him? What does he think he is? A door snake?

Whilst in the process of accidently cracking her phone screen, mum also showed me the new photos of my new little brother. He is too cute!

I can't believe his ears are up already. Although I was looking at some puppy photos of myself the other day and my ears were up and standing by 8 weeks also... Maybe it's just a sign of a genious like myself.

If that is a sign of a genious then he better not be smarter then me - cause his eye is funny and that would just be embarrasing to a classy girl as myself to be shown up by her younger bug eyed brother. Mum said I better not call him bug eyed when he gets here - I keep telling her its in an affactionate way... I don't think she beleives me.

Till Next Time -

15 More Days

Hey Everyone!

There is only 15 more days until my brother is coming and mum is starting to stress... She hasn't got anything ready for him and is worried that he'll get here and wont even have a bed to sleep on! I guess she better get shopping.

I'm still maulting - so it still looks like its snowing outside. Mum said that she'll book me into the groomers soon, she just wants to make sure that the majority of fur is out or on the way out.

I don't have a problem with groomers, they give me snacks. What I have a problem with is their need to brush my back legs and tail! I have never liked it and never will. Oh and that blow dryer thing is scarey!

Not a very good picture of them but here are the pups... Um - I can't really tell which one my brother is (they all look so much alike) but I think it is the one with his head in the bowl at the top of the picture (going by the back marking).

And a picture with their mum -

I think he is the one on his side drinking with his paw up.

I so can't wait till he comes!

Till Next Time -

Count Down

Hey Everyone!

Unfortunatly I don't have any new pictures...

However I just thought I'd drop in the say thanks for everyones best wishes for mum. I made her read them and she felt a lot better and told me to thank you all.

So Thankyou!

My new baby brother - who doesn't have a name yet, it'll come when mum picks him up from the airport (does anyone know what that is? Cause I don't) as mum decided that she can't name him because she hasn't seen him in person yet.

She is very excited about it and so am I. I can't wait to show him the ropes of how to dig up the garden to make nice cozy holes to sleep in.

Mum said he probably wont like the dirt as much as me which had me confused... Who doesn't like dirt?!

Tweedle dee... it's that time of year again when I get super itchy and my undercoat falls out. This time of year sucks because I'm not allowed inside or in the car because I leave a trail of white fluff everywhere I touch. It sucks, but unfortunatly it has to be this way. Mum says that they haven't invented a vacuum cleaner yet that will actually suck up my fur when it falls out, and until they do, I have to remain outside when shedding.

Now don't get me wrong - I love it outside. I love being in the dirt, chasing (and sometimes catching) birds and just being the queen of my realm... But I don't have the enemy cat outside with me, so it's just not the same...

Till Next Time -

Just Dropping in.

Hey Everybody!

Not a long post but thought I best let you all know that I'm alive and well and had a great Christmas and New Year.

I hope everyone else is doing good.

Mum's going through some pretty tough stuff at the moment so I have to be there for her instead of here.

I can say though I'm getting a baby brother on the 10th of Feb.

His the one on the left of the photo (with the tick on his back).

Thankfully the thought of getting him home is keeping mum going.

- Till Next time...