Birthday Boy

Huffle said I could have a big party today because it is my birthday. I am ONE year old! I am officially a mancat, even though I have really been a mancat since the third day I arrived here.

This is me when I first arrived:

And after a few weeks:

When I was six months old:

And when I was nearly one:

And now I am one, and this is the latest photo the pupparazzi took of me just last week:

Mum and dad say I have grown into a big boy, but I will still always be their Bad BAD Kitten Boy!

Please stay and party with me, I have all the snacks and drinks any cat or dog would want. I will only get to turn one once!

Finally, my friends Jack and Moo are hosting their annual Show Us Your Treat Jar event today.  They think it's a good idea to share our treats with all the pups and kitties who are less fortunate than us.  I don't have any photos of treats to show you, because we are very deprived and don't have any treats in a jar, but I will talk mum into sending some treats to our local shelter this week.

 

Click on the picture to be taken to Jack and Moo's post about treat jars.

Friends on Friday

Do you all remember my friend Oscar the black cat who went to the rainbow bridge last year?  Well, his dads adopted two cats earlier this year and they have started blogging!

This is Otto:

This is Melrose:

And you can find their blog here: The Adventures of Spaz Cat and Woolly Bear.  Please go and say hi!

Ask Huffle Thursday

Simba asked me this question: where does your surname (Mawson) and Teddy's (Westlife) come from?

Well, my name is Huffle Mawson after Hufflepuff from Harry Potter, and Mawson the Antarctic explorer, because I am an explorer cat.

Teddy Westlife is named after Teddy Westside from How I Met Your Mother.  Mum got the name slightly wrong but everyone thinks Westlife is better anyway, because they were a boy band and Teddy is enough trouble for five boys.

Nearly Wordless Wednesday

THIS is what mum and dad were doing on the weekend.  I don't think she's nearly as cute as me.

 

p.s. I can hear all your mums squeeing from here!

Teddy on Tuesday

Did you know that on Saturday, I will be ONE year old?  Yes, I will be all grown up and a big mancat!

I hope you will all come to my party.

Mad Monday

This weekend, mum and dad went away and left me all by myself!  Oh sure, Teddy was here, and Uncle Andrew came over to feed us, but still, I was alone all weekend.

So I'm not looking at the camera.

Finally Friday

That Teddy monster is not the only one who likes the garden!  I like to hide in here and chase the bugs, but only when Teddy is not around.  Otherwise he chases me.

Happy weekend everyone! Mum and dad will be away this weekend so I might not get to visit much, but I'll be thinking of you all.

Ask Huffle Thursday

Mr Puddy has another question for me: I have a question !!! Do your pawrent brush your teeth ? if yes, how often ?

The answer is no! I used to have stinky breath but now my dry foods are t/d which keeps my teeth nice and clean and my breaths smelling fresh. The vet checks my teeth every year and she said I have good teeth for an older kitty!

Hmmm, I wonder if I can bribe her to remove all Teddy's teeth so he can't bite me any more?

Wordless Wednesday

Tongues on Tuesday

 

A cat never gets any peace from the pupparazzi around here.  Not even poking my tongue out makes them stop!

Mancat Monday

This is my best impression of a meerkat!  Sorry it's a bit blurry, it was dark and mum was trying to be quick taking the photo.

Finally Friday

Mum says there are no stairs in our new house.  How am I going to sit up high and snoopervise everyone?

 

Happy weekend everyone!

Ask Huffle Thursday

Greencheerios asked me this question: Huffle how come your toe nails are always so long in pictures? Are you not very nice when mum and dad try to trim them?

Um, no, I do not like my nails being trimmed.  I don't like ANYONE to touch my back paws at all, and I'll only tolerate someone touching my front paws for a minute or two.  Mum and dad have never bothered to trim my nails because I am a good girl and I don't scratch anything except my scratching post.  Also, they said I could keep my nails when Teddy started jumping on me, so I can defend myself if I have to.

Wordless Wednesday

Teddy on Tuesday

I can roll too! Does anyone want to rub my belly? I'll let you, until I've had enough and I bite you.

Manic Monday - this is how I roll

Finally Friday

It''s Friday and after the longest wettest winter in YEARS we finally had some sun here this week.  I had to take advantage of it immediately.

Mum is hoping that by next week we should have some idea of when we are moving house. Personally, I hope it's never. I like my deck.

Ask Huffle Thursday

Mr Puddy asked me this question a little while back.  what bring your pawrents to adopted you ? and When you first met your pawrents at the Cat Protection Society. Did you flirt them ? and How ? Me and Mom just love to know the love story when you met your pawrents : )

Well, it's kind of a long story.  If you really want to know, keep reading.

When dad first met mum, nearly eight years ago, he had a cat (poo-face Salvador) and she had a dog (Maxine the rotti).  Dad had just bought a new house and was talking about getting another cat to keep Salvador company.  She decided that for Christmas 2005, she would get him a cat as a present.  Now we all know that a cat (or dog) is not just for Christmas, but she was fairly certain that dad would look after a cat.

So on 28 December they went to visit the Cat Protection Society in Melbourne to find a brother or sister for Salvador.  There was a nice grey kitty they saw first, but another family had already decided to adopt him.  They kept looking and eventually narrowed it down to two kitties - me and another one who looked a bit like poo-face Salvador.

They went inside to ask the staff about our details - age, sex, temperament, etc.  Dad forgot the number that was on the other kitty's tag so he went back out to check it, and that other cat bit him!  Dad decided right there and then that I was the cat for him, because I was a nice quiet girl who didn't bite him.  I just sat on the shelf in the shelter and looked sad.  I was very sad, because I had been there for three months and no-one had even asked about adopting me.  It's hard for black cats to get adopted sometimes; for some reason people are scared of black cats.  But dad said I was a pretty girl and he would take me home.

I have been here ever since.  Mum moved in with us in 2006, and we have been a happy family from that day.

I bet you didn't know that even though mum is the one who helps me with my blog, I am actually daddy's girl!

Wordless Wednesday

Teddy on Tuesday

You can't see what I'm looking at here.  It's Huffle.  And if mum wasn't watching me I would jump on her, because I am the BAD KITTEN BOY!

p.s. It's my birthday on 29 October! I will be one year old. I hope you'll all come to my party.

Power of the Paw needed

***UPDATE***

Unfortunately Kodiak did not survive his surgery - the specialist discovered that his C2 and C3 vertebrae had been fused together, probably from birth, and on Friday the disc ruptured so badly that there was no chance he would recover.  His hu-dad made the difficult decision to let him go.

I am heartbroken.

***

You all know my friend Kodiak from the Thundering Herd, right?  (If not, why not?  Go over and say hi!)  Well Kodiak and his housemates were on a camping holiday last week, and on Friday he suddenly collapsed as they were taking a walk.  The vets at first suspected a stroke, but it could also be a spinal tumor, or an embolism.  He is currently under 24 hour care at the vet.

Since the vets do not know exactly what is wrong with Kodiak, could you all please send your best purrs and good wishes to him?  He needs to get better fast!