Saturday, 28 June 2014

More Than Pets

Humans are great tv remote operators.
(No, I wasn't watching The Wiggles
- Mum, why this photo?) - Mr Bumpy
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

Well praise be to the Great Google, my blog didn't disappear. Google is very efficient.  It must be run by cats.

I was enjoying my Caturday today, and thinking about my humans. Yes, I know that's a silly thing to wast a Caturday thinking about. But Mr 21's away this weekend, and I was thinking about him, and how I chose him at the pet shop.

You see, I've had my humans so long, that I've realised I don't just think of them as pets any more.  Oh no, my humans are so much more than just pets now.

They are excellent cat beds. Best of all is to lie on a very soft, warm, blanket that's spread over a soft, warm, human.  That's just the thing on a cold winter morning.

My humans are also great waiters.  Mum really knows how to serve stinky fish - even though she's sometimes a bit slow to realise it's time to do it.

They're great television remote operators as well.  Yes, I am a bit of a couch potato, I do love watching my television shows. All very intellectually stimulating shows, of course.

A soft, warm blanket, on a soft, warm human makes the
very best cat bed for a cold winter morning. - Mr Bumpy.
Humans are very good at doing brushies, and pulling out prickles, and other odds and ends that make life just that little more comfortable.

They're also very good at er - sanitation - you know - litter tray duty.

Of course, humans are not very bright.  They have been known to take me to the v-e-t for a needle when I didn't want one, or to allow my Friskies dish to get empty. Being a very gracious Feline Overlord, I'm very forgiving. I only bite and scratch a little to remind them of whatever they have forgotten.

 Humans are also very good at things like going to the shops for my stinky fish and Friskies.  I don't know if you realise this, but I hate the car.  Fortunately, the humans take the car to do my shopping for me, so I don't have to do it.

So overall, I think my humans have become far more valuable to me than mere pets.  They're very useful servants.

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


Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.

Monday, 23 June 2014

If I Disappear

Quick  note:

Mum's had a message from Google saying if you don't do x-y-z today, mrbumpycat.com's domain registration will expire.

She'd thought she'd already done it. Now she's tried to follow the instructions in the email, and as far as she can see she had already done it. She's had a little melt-down and cried about Google being incomprehensible and doesn't know what to do next.

So.....

Hopefully on 1 July, nothing will happen to this site. (And Mum really will have done everything she was supposed to do.)

If it does disappear, you will still be able to find Mr Bumpy's adventures at the address of the old joke blog that Mr Bumpy took over....  www.not-to-be-taken-seriously.blogspot.com

Thursday, 19 June 2014

My Present

My new tag.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

As you know, I'm very happy living in my new home.

But you might not have realised that my new home is also very happy to have me.

In fact, the Ipswich City Council was so pleased to have such a famous bloggercat living here, that it gave me a special tag to say I belong here.

Yes, I'm official now. I have the tag to prove it. Mum had to go into the Council office for a special ceremony of some sort to get it.  I think it was a special ceremony.  Anyway she said she had to go to the Council office. Then she came back with my official Council tag.

I'm an official, honoured member of the community here.  I have a great red tag to prove it. Mum says I should wear it all the time.  I think I will, but not because she said so.  I'll wear it, because it proves how important I am.

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



Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Official Ipswich Supreme Feline Overlord.

Monday, 9 June 2014

Starting Over

We've settled into our new
home.
Hello out there in the Bloggosphere,

I'm in my new home now.

We have kookaburras in our back yard, which is interesting.  I had a run-in with a kookaburra a couple of years ago which led to trips to the vet for both me and the kooka, so I'm a bit wary of them now.

Our back yard has two-metre high fences, which Mum says should keep me safe and secure.  I don't know about that.  But it is fun to jump up on top of the fence to sneak over it when Mum's not watching.

When we first got here, I heard sounds that made me think we had humans in our roof again.

Well, we've been here before. I wondered about these roof-dwelling humans for a little while, but then I discovered that I was able to go up the stairs. There's a door, but it was open and no-one stopped me.

Guess what I found out?

It's not just a roof. There's another whole house up there! (I wonder if there was a house in the roof of our last home. Maybe that's why there were humans living up there.)

But do you know what's even more amazing?  I know the humans in our roof now. Well, the humans in the house on top of our house.

It's Miss 22 and her husband and baby Joey!  That's right.  I have two homes now, on top of each other, with my humans in both of them.

Life just doesn't get any better than this. Two homes, and I'm overlord of both.  It's just purrfect!

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


Mr Bumpy,
Bloggercat,
Supreme Feline Overlord.