Monday, 31 December 2012

Mr Bumpy's New Year's Resolutions

Mr Bumpy contemplates the coming year.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

It's New Year's Eve tonight, so it's time to make some New Year's Resolutions.  Here's what I plan to do in 2013.


  1. Move to a home where I have my very own cat door.
  2. Become Prime Minispurr of Australia.
  3. Perfect my technique of attacking Mr Woof without Mum catching me.
  4. Have the world's largest jingle ball collection.
  5. Persuade Mum to buy lots of those fishy treats like I had for Christmas.
  6. Drink more cream.
  7. Eat lots of Friskies and stinky fish.
  8. Win an award with my awesome napping skills.
  9. Train my humans to let me do whatever I want, whenever I want.
Well that's what would make 2013 a purrfect year for me.  

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Friday, 28 December 2012

The Rats Collective Returns (Temporarily)

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Comrades,

We're back. We came back Christmas Day, and we're staying for a week, while Miss 21 house-sits.

So, I'm sure you're dying to hear about Christmas in the Mr Bumpy Cat Dot Com household.

Everyone got treats, of course.

Treat! - Fang Budgie.

Yes, Fang, treats. The Budgies got a big seed block, Mr Bumpy got little pellet things that smell like fish, Mr Woof got beef jerky that he gobbled down in no time.  We rats had a custard tart with us when we arrived, but we also got apricots, Christmas cake, and a peach.  Christmas food is great.

Of course the best thing was we got to hang out with our friends again. It was so good to see Mr Woof again, although the old fellow was a bit over-excited.

He almost bit Monty's nose. Monty had stuck his nose out of the cage to talk to him, and Mr Woof was jumping up barking, Monty's nose and Mr Woof's bouncing teeth had a close encounter.  That's when the humans decided that we should be just a bit out of Mr Woof's reach until he calmed down.

Mr Bumpy was reminded again that we live in a cage, so we're not food. He gave me that look that reminded me that when I'm not in the cage I want to be very close to a human.

Although, there's right and wrong times to be on a human, so I found out. After the humans had lunch, I was having a great time scrambling along Mum's friend's arm, and trying to get to the table that Mum was clearing.  Her friend kept pulling me back whenever I got close to the table.  But there was still lots of exciting food there, so I kept trying to get to it.

Eventually, I decided to try another approach.  I picked my moment carefully.  Just as Mum was bent over the table picking something up, I leapt on to her back. I'd planned to run down her arm to the food. But Mum was so surprised she jumped, and knocked over the cream she'd been about to pick up.

Miss 21 retrieved me and put me back in the cage, as humans dived all over the place with paper towels, mopping up cream from the table, chairs, and the floor.

So I missed my chance to grab the great things on the table.  But after that we got Christmas cake, so it was OK.  And in the cage, there's lots of Christmas paper for us to play in.

Christmas was great.  And it's good to be back for a visit. All we need to make it perfect now is for Bumpy to leave his tail within reach of our cage.   Here kitty, kitty, kitty.

Stay strong Comrades, and don't let Bumpy take over the world.
Rupert Rat
Rat Collective Organiser.

Monday, 24 December 2012

Purry Christmas

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Purry Christmas everyone - Mr Bumpy, Bloggercat.

Licks and Tail Wags - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

Treat? Treat? Treat? - Fang, Sapphire and Storm Budgies.

Scat - Sizzlin' Summerland


Friday, 21 December 2012

Cancelling The Apo-cat-lypse!

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Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Mum says if we have an apo-cat-lypse tonight it will probably have something to do with me.

I bet you're asking what all this is about.  Well, the Mayan calendar ends tonight at 9.11pm our time, according to the local ABC radio station.

Most people, when their calendar ends, go out and get a new one.  But there's no Mayans left to get them a new one, so some people think that means the world's going to end. Tonight. At 9.11pm our time.

Mr 18 says it's OK, we've got at least until the 2030s, because his Google calendar goes that far.

Apparently the end of the world is called an apo-cat-lypse, because it's going to involve lots of cats.

Mum says I'm guaranteed to be the ringleader. She says I break so many other things, I'm likely go and break the whole planet.

You're a disaster on four paws. My world ended when you arrived.  - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

Nobody wants the opinion of a stinky old dog.

So, anyway, I've decided not to make an apo-cat-lypse happen tonight.  I still want to become Prime Minister, and I can't do that if the world ends.  And besides, I do want to move to the new flat with the special cat door.

Guess what I heard about the new flat? There's a dog the same size as me who lives upstairs.  I'm going to have a new canine friend, and you're going to be outnumbered. - Mr Woof.

A what? Oh, that just can't be true. You're making it all up.

So, just to confirm, I have cancelled the apo-cat-lypse, and the world will still be here in the morning.

Which means that if you don't have a new calendar yet, it would be a good idea to get one.  (My calendar is still for sale if you want it.)

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Thursday, 20 December 2012

Purr-annoyed

"Bumpy can go from sleeping to clawing your eyes
out in a quarter of a second." - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.
Hello Everyone,

Mum called me purr-annoyed yesterday.

I wanted to walk down the hallway, but Mr Bumpy was sleeping at the other end, so I sat down and cried for Mum to come and rescue me.

You might think that walking past a sleeping cat is a fairly easy thing to do, but when that cat is Bumps, it's another matter.

Bumpy can go from sleeping to clawing your eyes out in under a second. And it's usually my eyes he's trying to claw out. (Although, he does sometimes try to get at Budgie towers.)

Screech - Sapphire Budgie.

Exactly.

Bumpy is just the scariest thing I have ever met.

But Mum is wrong. I'm not purr-annoyed.  I don't mind his purr - as long as he's a safe distance away.  It's his teeth and claws that bother me.  I'm claw-annoyed.

I keep telling him Santa Claws won't bring him any presents if he's mean, but he says Santa Claws has sharp claws just like him and loves to see claws being used well. That can't be true.  Mum wouldn't like Santa Claws if he was mean. (Although, she sometimes seems to like Bumps, and that makes no sense at all.)

Anyway, Bumpy's waking up now, so I have to go and hide.

I've put a video on the end of this post of Loca the Pug singing about not being able to run - she's a real cutie.

I hope Santa Claws brings you lots of treats.

Treat? - Fang Budgie.

Oh, I'm sure he's got a treat for you, Fang.

Anyway, I hope to see you soon,

Licks and tail wags,
Mr Woof,
Doggsbody.







Wednesday, 19 December 2012

A Moving Experience

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Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

We're moving. (No, not just because of Gus' visit.)

Mum's been too sick to look after a whole house, and this house has been far too hot for summer.

We're going to a little flat under a friend's house. It will be much cooler there and much less house work for Mum.

I haven't seen where we're going, but Mr 18 says it's purrfect, and even has a special cat door.  I've never had my own door before, so this will be exciting.

Mum says the "no corpses in the house" rule will still apply, which I think is very mean of her.

Mum and Mr 18 are doing lots of things to get ready. They're talking about what things can go at the "garage sale".  I don't know what a "garage sale is", but if we're getting rid of things, maybe we could get rid of the dog.

"Or the cat." - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.  

This will only be the second time I've moved house, and I was very young last time, so I don't remember much.  Mr Woof's moved house heaps of times, because he's sooooo old!

He says lots of things will be put in boxes to go to our new home.  Some of my jingle balls are in my toy box - but all of the others are hidden in special places around the house. I hope we find all of them - I'd hate to leave them behind. (And I'll have to find the new special places to keep them all!)

Mum says she wants to get rid of at least half of our stuff before we go.  So we definitely should get rid of the dog and at least one budgie.

Anyway, we're not actually going until this time next month, so we've got lots of time to get ready.

Until next time we meet in the bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat.

Monday, 17 December 2012

Gus The Green Tree Snake

Gus, the green tree snake.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Well you know summer's become too hot when what is definitely an outside animal moves inside.

Early this morning, Mum and I were lying in bed when we heard a crash from the kitchen.  Mum started to say, "Bumpy, get out of it!" But then she realised I was right beside her on the bed.

"That's odd," she said.  "Things don't just go crashing around this house unless you're somehow involved."

Truth be told, she breaks her fair share of things around the house as well.

When we got up, we found an ornament had fallen off the china cabinet, but there was no apparent reason for it, and we pretty much forgot about it, until I was poking around behind the tv and saw a snake.  I chased it and it disappeared behind the Christmas presents.

Mum got a quick glimpse of it, and decided it was a tree snake, so she wasn't worried about it being dangerous to me or Mr Woof - but she was worried the snake would be in danger from me.  She and Mr 18 watched for ages, and it just wouldn't come out from behind the presents, even though they opened the door for it to get out.

Eventually, they said, they had things they had to do, so they left.  They shut me outside so I couldn't bother the snake.

When they came home, and let me in again, we saw the snake lying across the spice rack and the curtain rail in the kitchen.  Mum opened the kitchen door, and kindly asked the snake to leave.  Mr 18 decided to name it Gus.



Well, it didn't leave.  It got as far as the doorway, then darted up to the vertical blind pelmet and across to hide behind the china cabinet.

It looks like Gus is here to stay for a while. Mr 18 says I'm not allowed to eat him.  That really makes no sense to me at all.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Saturday, 15 December 2012

George Negus Dog?

Mr Woof, Doggsbody.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

After his interview with Parker Pup this week, Mr Woof has decided he's the canine George Negus, and he wants to interview lots more awesome animals.

I don't know about that. I have to agree with Mum, Mr Woof definitely has George Negus' moustache, but that's where the resemblance ends. (Oh, they're both getting on a bit now as well.)

Mr Negus asks interviewees difficult, challenging questions.  I didn't see any of those in Mr Woof's interview.

Mr George Negus, Television Journalist
Photo from Wikipaedia.
"Which are the best scratchies: ears or tummy?" is a difficult question for a dog! It's the kind of question Mr Negus would ask if he was interviewing a dog. You've just never heard him ask it because he only interviews humans. - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

I just don't see questions like that getting a place on 60 Minutes.

On the other paw, the feedback I've had about the interview was that readers didn't hate it. OK, some may even have said they liked it - a bit.

So perhaps I could let Mr Woof do another interview or two with some more awesome animals who do interesting things.

Not that I'm letting him take over the blog or anything like that.

This is still all mine.

But I am a little short-staffed now that the Rat Collective has resigned and moved away. So I guess I could do with Mr Woof doing a little more around the place.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.


Thursday, 13 December 2012

Mr Woof Interviews Parker Pup

Parker Pup,
courtesy of his Facebook Page.

Mr "George Negus" Woof recently interviewed Parker Pup.

MR WOOF: Today we're meeting an awesome animal, Parker Pup.  Parker's a model, actor, therapy dog and cancer awareness activist. Parker, you're a very busy dog. I got tired just going through that list of things you do. Let's start with your cancer work. How did you get interested in cancer?

PARKER: My dad was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer the year before I was born. It was a scary time for my family and my girl always wanted to help give back somehow. I jumped on board (I can't imagine life without my dad) and was excited to start therapy work. I get to visit cancer patients in the hospital and give them a little bit of love during a stressful time. I also help raise funds for American Cancer Society and Morris Animal Foundation. My goal is to hopefully see a day where we can learn enough about cancer that we can prevent and also cure it. I'm a golden retriever and 60% of goldens will get diagnosed with cancer. That's a scary statistic, and unfortunately my family has had 2 other goldens that have died because of cancer. I just want to help however I can.

MR WOOF: And what does a typical day of therapy dog work involve?

PARKER: Well, I always have to be bathed the day before. I'm not a big fan of getting baths, but I LOVE getting blow dried!! I get all pampered up the day before my visit. It depends on where I am visiting -- if I'm seeing my friends at Kaiser Radiation Oncology Clinic, I typically visit with patients and family members and friends. Sometimes I don't know who the patients are and sometimes it's pretty obvious. I love the smiles and scratches behind my ear, and people love telling me stories about their dogs back home or the dogs they have loved over the years. When I visit Doernbecher Children's Hospital, I love interacting with the children. Sometimes, but not very often, a child is a little bit afraid of a big dog like me, and I might do a few tricks to try to entertain them and make them feel more comfortable. I sometimes visit the surgery waiting room in Oregon Health Sciences University (OHSU). There I mostly interact with friends and family members of people who are in surgery and give them a little break. On some evenings I get to visit the Beaverton Library for the Read to the Dogs program. There I mostly just sit and listen to the children who read me stories. I get lots of ear scratchies and hugs from the kids who are excited to sit on the couch with a big dog. I'll tell you a secret -- sometimes I will lay my head in their lap while they read and take a small snooze. Don't tell the kids I'm not always listening as well as I should (I just don't get those Captain Underpants books -- give me Clifford any day)!!

MR WOOF: How do the humans you work with react to you?

PARKER: One of the most common responses is that they love to talk about their dogs. I love to hear stories about them. The most important thing is I help take their mind off their troubles. Sometimes people will tell me, "You just made my day" but to be honest, they always make mine. Sometimes people will say, "Hey, there's ParkerPup!" which is always fun to hear. It's not just patients and family members that give me attention. A lot of times staff members will come over and say hi, and I give them a little break, too.

MR WOOF: You must like humans a lot to want to work with sick ones?

PARKER: I love people! I love everybody!

MR WOOF: Do you have favourites? Some humans you do therapy work with who just make your tail wag when you see them?

PARKER: For the most part I don't see the same patients more than once. Usually, but not always, when I visit patients, they are patients I've not seen before.

MR WOOF: Cancer can be a sad area to work with.  Have you lost humans you cared about? How does a dog cope with that?

PARKER: I have lost doggy friends from cancer. I've also known people who have lost their battle. It makes me sad and I don't fully understand why things happen the way they do, but all I can do is live my life and try to make people smile. I've met people who have had a very poor prognosis, but I don't always know how stories progress after I leave the hospital. I can only hope that I've brightened their day, reduced some stress and hopefully done a little bit of good.

MR WOOF: Your cancer awareness work involves fund raising as well, doesn't it?  You've done a calendar, I think.  What else have you been involved in?

PARKER: My calendar was just for fun since people have been asking me for one for years. As far as fundraisers, I have done several cancer walks benefiting Morris Animal Foundation, American Cancer Society, the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. I wear a vest with names of people and animals who have battled cancer and walk in their honor. I will sometimes send out a plea to help give back because you never know who might be affected tomorrow or the day after. It could be your mom, your grandpa, your child... it could be you or me! I have another fundraiser that I will be announcing soon, too. Something new that I've never done before, but I am excited.

MR WOOF:  I guess this gets us into your other career area, as an actor and model. Being a professional actor sounds like hard work.  Do you have to do lots of training?

PARKER: I have been in training my whole life... ever since I was a tiny puppy. I love to learn. I think it's important for a dog to have a job. Learning is my job. I would get pretty bored if I was just expected to sit around on a pillow all day long. I like to bond with my family and communicate with them. It gives me a sense of purpose.

MR WOOF: Tell me about some of the projects you've been involved in?

PARKER: Well, I've been in Vanity Fair Magazine, on the big screen in Times Square for Purina dog food. I've done many print ads and catalogs like Norm Thompson. Right now I'm on the TempurPedic website and in their catalogs. I shot a music video with my dog sister, Daisy, for a lovely artist in Vancouver B.C. Currently I'm getting ready to do my first live theater show in Cheaper By The Dozen. I'm pretty excited, but it'll be interesting to see how I do with that 4th wall and the audience... and will I be able to get it right in one take?? When I do photoshoots and commercials I'm pretty good at getting things done, but there's no redoing it when you're in front of an audience! :)

MR WOOF: What do you like most about your acting and modelling career?

PARKER: I love getting treats and attention from people on set. I don't know why, but when a doggy is on set someplace people tend to gravitate toward them. I am totally down with that!! Love those ear scratchies!

MR WOOF: Is there a downside?

PARKER: I've had a few BIG bookings that have fallen through last minute. Things happen, shoots get cancelled  It can be hard if you get your hopes up. And sometimes you have to do a lot of work getting ready for a photoshoot. Baths are never totally ideal, but like I said before, the silver lining is always in the blow dry!

MR WOOF: You're a very busy dog.  What do you do to relax?

PARKER: Competing in agility trials! Well, maybe that's not so relaxing, but it is fun. I guess if I am totally relaxed I like to sleep and play with my tennis balls. I also love to play with Daisy. Diego rarely likes to play, but he is starting to get up there.

MR WOOF: Favourite thing to chew?

PARKER: Tennis balls and stuffies.

MR WOOF: Favourite scratchies - tummy or ears?

PARKER: Ears, definitely.

MR WOOF: And lastly, when fans are looking for you on the internet, where can they find you?

PARKER: I'm most active on my facebook: facebook.com/parkerpup. My website is ParkerPup.com, and I have many, many videos on Youtube. Just search 'ParkerPup.'

MR WOOF:  Thanks for being part of mrbumpycat.com today, Parker. You really are a "good dog."

PARKER: Thank you! 

Wednesday, 12 December 2012

Missing Miss 21

"I do love shoes very much." - Mr Bumpy, Bloggercat.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

I must tell you I am not the kind of cat to get sentimental about my humans.

I do, however love shoes very much.  That is why I spend lots of time cuddling with the shoes Miss 21 left for me when she moved out.

It was very nice of her to think of my love of shoes and give me a pair for my very own. But, of course, she's still just a human, and not worth getting emotional over.

It's not that I miss her. I just love shoes.

Her shoes are especially nice.

I may have been especially loving towards my remaining humans, but that's because I have just felt like having more strokes and cuddles lately, not because I am lonely for the human whose not here.

I also do not miss the rat collective.

I am not feeling lonely or insecure.  The reason I've wanted to stay inside near the humans and Mr Woof, is because the weather's been so bad - it's been really, really hot, and then it's been wet.  That's no weather for a Supreme Feline Overlord to be outside.

In short, I'm perfectly fine.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.


Excuse me, can I say something?  I really Miss Miss 21. She gives the best scratchies of anyone, and she's always good to me. Mum keeps promising she'll be back for visits, and she was back once, but it wasn't long enough.  I miss her boyfriend too, and the rats. The rats were my friends, especially Rupert. I am lonely, and am constantly worried about where my humans are. When I wake up from my naps, if I can't see the humans straight away, I bark and someone comes to get me and Mum says, "Oh dear, Mr Woof, you really are getting old aren't you?" - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

Friday, 7 December 2012

Understanding Humans: Management

"I make a great show of enjoying attention first thing
in the morning." - Mr Bumpy, Bloggercat.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Lately I've been giving you lessons on understanding humans.  Now we come to the all-important lesson, the reason why you want to understand your human - how to manage them.

Humans, you may have realised as you read the previous lessons, are unique in the animal kingdom.

They are an evolutionary disaster, which ought not to be able to survive, and yet somehow they do, and they have their purposes. Somehow, they seem to be deluded into thinking they are the dominant species, but we can use that to our advantage when we want things from them.

For example, I regularly wake Mum up an hour or so before the alarm.  She believes this is because I particularly want cuddles and strokes.  And I make a great show of enjoying attention first thing in the morning.
"It means I get the bed to myself sooner."
- Mr Bumpy, Bloggercat.

The "affection" is a ruse.  It distracts her from the real reason I woke her up.  Waking her before the alarm means that she gets out of bed before the alarm - it means that I get the bed to myself sooner.

Humans like to think that we love them.  So we can get almost anything we want from them by acting loving.

I'm good at it, but the absolute best is Mr Woof. He's always acting as if he's totally devoted to the humans.

"I do love our humans! They're very good humans." - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

Mr Woof manages to get humans to carry him around, to sit outside and keep him company when he wants to lie in the sun, to always fuss about whether he's warm enough or cool enough.  All because he's old, and he always stays right next to them.

So the big lesson here is: act like you love your humans very much and you can get pretty much anything you want from them.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.


Hello Everyone,

As the Christmas Amabassador for the Lupus Business Directory, can I suggest you take a look at the directory for your Christmas Gift shopping?

There's some awesome gift ideas there, things the humans in your life will love - and by buying from these businesses, you help people like my Mum who have extra costs because they're sick, but can't work regular jobs so much.

Licks and tail wags,
Mr Santa Woof,
Christmas Doggsbody.



Wednesday, 5 December 2012

All I Want for Christmas

"My Cat-it-orial book is the purrfect
Christmas gift." - Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

I've just read on my friend Loupi's blog, Swiss Cat's Ideas, his Christmas wish list. (You might need to hit the "translate" button for that if you don't read French.)

I thought you might like to know what the Mr Bumpy Cat Dot Com household would like for Christmas.

I'm most important, of course, so I'll tell you what I want first.  I want cream, stinky fish, Friskies, jingle balls, and a way to get out of the house after lock-up time.

Mr Woof doesn't want anything, of course.

Wait - I do want something.  I want Santa to give me a scratch and tell me I'm a "good dog." - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

Never going to happen. You smell like a dog.

The budgies don't want anything either.

Treat? - Sapphire Budgie.

Treat! - Storm Budgie.

Treat - treat - treat - treat! - Fang Budgie.

Mum wants cream, stinky fish, Friskies and jingle balls - to share with me. Maybe I'll give her another dead mouse, if she's very, very good.

Mr 18 wants lots of cat hair to make his clothes more stylish.

And Miss 21 will come home for Christmas day, so she can have cat hair as well.

Well, that's what everyone at our place wants for Christmas.  Feel free to post us anything you like (as long as it's cream, stinky fish, Friskies or jingle balls.)

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Hello everyone,

Have you thought about how your Christmas gift buying could help someone as well as getting great presents for your family and friends?

People with a chronic illness have a ruff time financially. They have the costs of medicine and doctors, but they often can't do regular jobs.  

Some of them have small or micro businesses, often selling cool things they make as therapy. Sometimes it's things like jewellery.  My Mum writes books and designs tee shirts.  

You can find lots of these businesses in the Lupus Business Directory.  Buy some Christmas presents out of the Directory, and you help someone who really needs the money, as well as getting something unique for your friend.

Licks and tail wags
Santa Woof,
Christmas Doggsbody.

Tuesday, 4 December 2012

Preview of Mr Bumpy's Habits of Effective Cats Calendar




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Collateral Damage

"In a war, there's collateral damage."
- Mr Bumpy, Bloggercat.

Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

You may have heard that I scratched Mum last week.

It was a most unfortunate incident.  I was launching a sneak attack on Mr Woof, just as Mum picked him up.

That scratch was intended for Mr Woof, who deserved it for being a dog.

What can I say? In a war, there's collateral damage.

What war? No-one's fighting you? - Mr Woof, Doggsbody.

"I just chose to sit on the patio all day."
- Mr Bumpy, Bloggercat.
There has been some suggestion that after this unfortunate incident, I may have been a little embarrassed.

I must assure you that nothing could be further from the truth.  I chose to sit outside on the patio all day, because I felt like it.

I never regret anything I do, and I am never embarrassed.

I am a gracious cat, however, and when it was time for my stinky fish, I forgave Mum for getting in the way of my claws.

I did not, of course, forgive Mr Woof for being a dog.  There's a limit to even my grace.

Until next time we meet in the Bloggosphere,
I remain,
Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat.
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Monday, 3 December 2012

Being A Hot Dog Is Not Cool

"In the heatwave ... find somewhere cool. Sit. Stay."
- Mr Woof, Doggsbody.
Hello Everyone,

Mum says to tell you the Rat Collective is very happy at their new home. The rats have a their cage in the area under an old Queenslander, where there's good protection from storms and things, but lots of airflow, and always shaded. So they're all very ready for the heatwave.

Oh, did I tell you Queensland's having a heatwave.  It's been really hot the last few days and going to be incredibly tomorrow and the next few days.

So now it's a good time to remind you that animals need extra care in really hot weather.

Believe me, a hot dog might sound like something you'd like, but you don't want to be one.

Mum does what she can to keep our house cool, and makes sure we animals all have lots of fresh water. We also get ice cubes to play with on really hot days. She also sprays the budgies with a water sprayer.  (It's the same one I get sprayed with for being a bad dog - but she sets it to a mist instead of the stream of water - and the budgies like it and fluff up their feathers and get as close to the spray bottle as they can.) When it gets so hot Mum leaves and goes somewhere with air conditioning, she leaves fans on for us. (She says she'd take her old dog if libraries and shopping centres let people take dogs with them.)

So that's my home.

But do you know some people still take their dogs out and leave them locked in cars, even on really hot days?

Every year the RSPCA warns people about this, but it still happens.

So I want to remind people: dogs die in hot cars. If you love your dog, don't make him a hot dog. In fact, don't make your cat a hot cat, or your bird a hot bird, or your rat a hot rat.....

So that's what I had to say.

My best advice for the heatwave: find somewhere cool. Sit. Stay.  And drink lots of water.

Licks and tail wags,
Mr Woof,
Doggsbody.

Sunday, 2 December 2012

Good-bye From The Rat Collective

"It's too hot for rats here." - Rupert Rat,
Rat Collective Organiser.
Comrades,

It is with mixed feelings that I advise you that the rat collective is leaving Mr Bumpy Cat Dot Com.

Miss 21 is moving to a home of her own - that's what humans apparently do. They grow up and move to homes of their own.

The rat collective are going with her - because we would not want her to be lonely, and because she says her new house is much cooler than this one.  It's far too hot for rats here, although having ice cubes to play with does help.

We are not going to miss Mr Bumpy's attempts to eat our tails if they hang out of the cage.  We are going to miss the humans who are staying behind, and our good friend Mr Woof.  We're also going to miss the budgies who live in the cage next door to ours.

And of course, we'll miss all the friends we've made through this blog. Take care of Mr Woof for us, and please don't let Mr Bumpy become Prime Minister, or take over the world or any of that stuff, because then everyone's tails would be in danger.

Good-bye comrades, friends,
Rupert Rat, Chester Rat and Montgomery Rat,
The Rat Collective.