Sunday, 28 June 2015

Big Brother is Watching You

Hello Everyone,

Zorro's Mum (from Switzerland) and my Mum
(from Australia) met in England.
I've been looking back through the old posts on, and discovered Mr Woof's Awesome Animals interviews.

I think they were such a good idea, I will do some.

My first is with Zorro from The Swiss Cats. Zorro's family is a bit like mine, there is a big brother (Zorro) and a little sister (Pixie).

Oh, and Zorro's Mum knows my Mum. They met in England last year.

So this is my first ever Awesome Animal interview, all about being a big brother.  I hope you like it.

Licks and tail wags,
Miss Fantasia Dog.
(You can call me Fanta.)

Fanta: I don't think my big brother liked me at first.  Did you like Pixie when you first met her?

Zorro: Well, she was so tiny! First, I wonder what was that little ball of fur. Then I smell her while she was sleeping, and she smelled good. The day after she went to pee in my litter box. Mum was afraid of a kind of possible nuclear war.., but I felt overwhelmed by her cuteness and I rather gave her a good bath.

Fanta: So you decided very quickly that you liked her?

Zorro: Yes. She was irresistible, and I wanted so much someone to play with me!

Fanta: What is the best thing about being a big brother?

Zorro: First, you're the boss. At least the first six months.Then, you can teach what you know: how to catch a bird, where to barf, ...

Fanta: Is there anything you don't like about being a big brother?
Zorro still bathes his little sister Pixie,
even though she's all grown up now.

Zorro: When Pixie made some mischief under my supervision, I was often told it was my fault, which is totally unfair. And then my sweet little sister is grown up and I wonder if I'm still the boss.

Fanta: So she sometimes gets you into trouble?  Are there times you get into mischief together as well?

Zorro: When she was four months old, I gave her an almost dead birdie. She brought it inside, and I got the blame! But now, we love to drive our humans nuts at bedtime.We have to go inside so that they can shut the cat flap. But when I come in, Pixie goes out it's so much fun!

Fanta: That sounds like lots of fun.  My last question might be the most important.  Do you have any advice for other big brothers, for example my catty big brother Mr Bumpy?

Zorro: Don't forget to educate your young sisfur or brofur how to train humans: it's the most important. And how to make them feel guilty if you're not their first priority. Give your young sisfur or brofur one or two wacky paws : if you don't know why, they sure do.

Fanta: Thank you Zorro, you are truly a wise and caring big brother.  (And we've got the guilt thing well and truly covered here.)

Zorro: Well done !

Sunday, 21 June 2015

Bad Bumpy

"I'm a good girl." - Miss Fantasia Dog.
Oh hello,

I'm not sure if you realise this, but I'm a very good girl.

I'm always good.

Oh, unless there's cupcakes involved, or cupboard doors I can open. (I wonder why Mum and Mr D put that childproof catch on the animal food cupboard?)

Mr Bumpy, on the other hand, is very, very bad.

Today, Mum and I were playing "chase the squeaky piggy".  Well, I was chasing.  Mum doesn't chase very well, she just throws. But, even allowing for Mum's lack of chasing ability, we were having quite a bit of innocent fun chasing the piggy down the hall and back.  I put in a few spectacular high leaps, as well.

(Oh, the picture, that's not the piggy.  That was my cuddly bunny.  I loved that cuddly bunny very much. Then it suddenly spontaneously exploded and there was bunny stuffing everywhere.  I don't know how it happened.  It happens to all my soft toys, eventually, no matter how much I love them.)

Well, as I said, there we were, innocently chasing a squeaky piggy down the hall, when I heard and smelled something odd.  I stood still, looking towards the back door.

Mum was squeaking the piggy, saying, "Fanta, Fanta, ready to catch the piggy?"

But I wasn't looking at Mum.  I was looking the other way.

"What's wrong? Had enough playing?" Mum said, just as Bumpy sauntered in, dragging a bird.

He watched to make sure Mum had seen what he was doing and started to run (well, Mum can't really run, but it was a fast limp.)  And he darted into her room and under the bed.

Bumpy planned this out really well.  He did it just as Mr D had left to go to Brisbane.  He knows Mum can't get under the bed.

I really don't understand Mr Bumpy.  I certainly would never think to kill another animal and bring it into the house. I'm just in shock.

Really, Mr Bumpy is a very, very bad cat.

On the other hand.  I am a perfectly good doggy.

Now, I think I'll get under the bed... just to tell Bumpy what a bad cat he is, not to make the problem worse in any way.

Good-bye for now,
Miss Fantasia Dog.
(Call me Fanta.)

Friday, 10 April 2015


Image Mr Bumpy in cat tower, baby Joey starting to climb tower.

Humans are fine in their place.

Image: Baby Joey has climbed a bit further up the tower.

I did say in their place. Not in my place.

Image: Baby Joey has reached Bumpy.

MUM!  MUM!  HELP! My home's being invaded!

Thursday, 19 March 2015

Send me your photo

Hey Minions,

You know those sites that have pictures of animals with awesome things they've done written beside them?

I know humans think they're shaming the animals, but they have usually done such awesome things that they ought to be really proud of.  Things like puking from a great height so it spreads further.

So just for fun, I want you to send me your picture, with your most awesome achievement (even if the humans didn't think it was so awesome) written on it.

Email it to me at  before the end of March, and I will include them in a post on 1 April. Let's especially celebrate the times we've made fools of the humans.

Fanta and I are really excited, hoping lots of you send us really awesome photos.

If we get lots, we'll do this again  some time.

Mr Bumpy
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Monday, 9 March 2015

Achieving a Life-long Goal

Image: Mr Bumpy Cat eating FriskiesHello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Today, I achieved a lifelong dream.

I have always wanted to be able to get my own Friskies, in whatever amount I feel like, without having to wait for a human.

While Mum and Mr D were out today, Fanta and I set about making my dream come true.

Fanta's size and strength can come in handy at times.

My deviousness helps a lot, too.

We got our food cupboard open.

Mum suspects the cupboard may not have been properly closed.

We're neither confirming nor denying that.

In fact, we're not saying anything they couldn't see for themselves.

So what they could see, was the cupboard open, the Friskies pack torn open, and all of the treat packs open. We didn't open Fanta's food bag, because that's really big and heavy and we had quite a feast without it anyway.

The entire kitchen floor was covered in food and treats, and bits of boxes and bags.

We knew just how awesome what we'd achieved was when the humans both started ranting about "bad animals".  Whenever a human says "bad", I know what I've done is incredibly awesome.

Anyway, now Mum is talking about "babyproofing" the kitchen cupboards.  I think that's a great idea.  We wouldn't want baby Joey getting into our food, now, would we? There's really not enough to share.

Just as long as Fanta and I can work out how to get the cupboard open again when the humans aren't looking.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,

Mr Bumpy,
Slightly over-full,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Sunday, 1 March 2015

In a Shady Part Of The Garden

 Oh, hi.  You want the cubby house? That's fine, I'll go lie over there.  Have fun.

 I do like baby Joey, but, a Feline Overlord also needs his space.

It's quite a nice day out here in the garden, under the trees.

I wonder how long it is until stinky fish time?

Ah, well, hello again.

You can have the cubby house now if you want. Really, I'm fine out here.

Oh, you wanted to see me?  Well, of course, I am quite a fascinating cat.

All right, I'll give you a little smooch, if that's what you want.

Woa! Hey, I said a little smooch!  Don't leave baby drool on the hair, OK.  Look I love you and all, but this is a bit much.

My fans, they're just all over me.  That's what happens when you're really attractive, and in the public eye. Ah the cost of being Supreme Feline Overlord!

Thanks to our special guest photographer Arttu Elomaa.

Thursday, 19 February 2015

Hello Tabs

Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Remember Curtis?  Yes, the little guy did look a little insecure in his photo.  He's found a home now.

Tabs is a slightly more mature
lady, but she's a very attractive cat.
He sends his thanks to everyone who shared his story.

So now, it's back to the RSPCA, to see who else I can be a buddy to.

Well... hello Tabs.

Here's her basic information:

Well hello, my name is Tabs. I am 8 years old, single lady, looking to meet the family of my dreams. I do have a lot of love and life left in me. I love to have cuddles and will curl up on a ball on your lap. If you have a lap and room for me in your heart. Please come visit me at Wacol RSPCA. Adoption Price $120


Breed: Domestic Short Hair
Gender: Female
Age: 8 years 3 weeks 
Desexed: Yes
My ID: 842240
Adopt me from: RSPCA Brisbane

If you follow the address to the RSPCA, you could make Tabs your very own forever cat.

Remember, if you don't have cat hair on your furniture, you're just not living life to the full.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,

Mr Bumpy,
Supreme Feline Overlord,
RSPCA Challenge Buddy

Oh, and if you're on the Gold Coast, at the moment, the Animal Welfare League on the Gold Coast has reduced the cost of adopting a cat to $50. (Not sure I like special deals on animals at the shelters - that's how we got Fanta.)

Saturday, 14 February 2015

Help Curtis Find a Forever Home

Curtis, the six month old kitten.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Yesterday, I asked you to help find a home for beautiful Bella.  Well, the good news is Bella now has a home.

Yes, that was quick. Well, she is a cutie, and I'm sure her new family absolutely adore her.

So now, I'm buddy for another cat who needs a forever home.

Meet Curtis, he's still a young fellow.  He's about the same age as I was when I adopted my humans. I remember all the mischief I got into at his age, oh those were good times.  Actually, I still get into a fair amount of that mischief.

So here's Curtis' story:

My friends and I are here at PETBARN, waiting for our furrrever home. Petbarn are having a 'Pet Dating' event, Saturday 14th Feb...yes, Valentines Day, from 11am - 3pm so if your looking for LOVE, and can offer us an INDOOR lifestyle (so we stay healthy, happy and safe), please pop in to meet us. We're all Desexed, microchipped and up-to-date with treatments. Adult Cat adoption price $120-$180, kittens $199 or better yet, two for $299


Breed: Domestic Short Hair
Gender: Male
Age: 6 months 
Desexed: Yes
My ID: 824311
Adopt me from: RSPCA Brisbane
If you think you'd like to make this young fellow a part of your furmily, follow the link to the RSPCA, and find out more about him.  Remember your couch and clothes will look better with cat hair.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,

Mr Bumpy,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

PS: You can go be a buddy too.  Just go to the RSPCA website for information.

Friday, 13 February 2015

Tricky Animals

Image: Fantasia Dog lying on a bed, across two pillows.
When Mum's out of the
room, Fanta steals the
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Did you know that Fanta and I are both very good at practical jokes?

Fanta's jokes are fairly simple.  She does things like leaving her toys in places Mum is likely to trip over them if she gets up during the night.

She also has a trick where she sits with Mum on the couch, or lies beside her on the bed, and when Mum has to leave the room for a minute, Fanta spreads out over the couch, or the pillows on the bed.  When Mum gets back, there's no room for her, because Fanta's taken up all the space.

My trick is a bit more clever than that. (No, not the time I left a dead mouse among the presents under the Christmas tree, or a corpse in Mum's shoe - which Fanta copied recently.)

My best trick is to hide, and when Mum's not expecting it, to launch at her, and stick my claws and teeth into her.  A variation of it is when Mum goes to put my toys away in my hidey-hole, to grab her hands and sink the claws in. Another variation is to smooch up to her, purring, and then suddenly grab, claw and bite.  Yet another variation, is to lie on the back of the couch, behind her head, and just suddenly decide to do her hair with my claws.

Did I mention that the best tricks make Mum yell?

Well, Minions, I hope I've given you some ideas for great practical jokes to play on your humans.  Remember playing tricks on your humans helps to keep their minds functioning, and their reactions fast.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Image: Mr Bumpy's paw.

Mr Bumpy,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Beautiful Bella Needs A Forever Home

Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,
Lily has a
home now.

Remember Lily? Lily was the cat from the Wacol RSPCA, who I was helping to find a home for.

Well, good news, minions. The RSPCA just emailed me to tell me that Lily now has a forever family, and she is a very happy cat.  Thank you all for helping share her information.

So, now, how about another cutie who's also looking for some love.  (And it's Valentine's Day tomorrow, you know you need a kitty to love for ever and ever.)

Meet Bella.

Here's Bella's vital information:

Beautiful Bella
Hi there, my name is Bella. I'm a real livewire! I love to play and pounce and bounce!? Yawn ... but now I am getting sleepy, time for my kitty nap. Come to RSPCA Wacol and meet me. I am eager to meet you and go to my forever home. Adoption Price: $180


Breed: Domestic Short Hair
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years 1 month 
Desexed: Yes
My ID: 634427
Adopt me from: RSPCA Brisbane

Now, doesn't she look adorable?  Wouldn't your home be better off with a bit more cat hair?

Are you interested in meeting Bella?  You can find the link above.  Tell them Mr Bumpy sent you.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,

Mr Bumpy,
Supreme Feline Overlord.