So last night, after mum got home from her trip WITH NO NEW MOUSES, we were all sitting watching telly and Salvador was scratching at the front door like he does when he wants to come in. I was sitting on dad's lap at the time being a purring Huffle but he got up to let Salvador in.
When Salvador walked past me, I stuck out my paw and hit him in the face! I felt very brave and I knew mum would stick up for me if he tried to hit me back. But he just looked surprised and kept walking. This could be the start of a whole new situation in Huffle Land. Mum and dad were laughing so hard they nearly fell off the couch.
Normally I run up to Salvador to hit him but I get scared at the last second and run away again. Not any more! And anyway, if he tried to attack me all my friends and the troopers in the Army of Four would defend me (I hope).
Brave Huffle!
Showing posts with label army. Show all posts
Showing posts with label army. Show all posts
Friday, June 6, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Cat Pack
I think that I should start up the Cat Pack. You know, like the old Rat Pack of the 1950's and 60's? I'm hoping Wilbur and Tia will want to join, as well as any other kitties (or pups) who are keen. I haven't thought through the details of what we'll do yet, but I'm thinking maybe we can be like a commando group working with the troopers in the Army of Four. I know I'm already a trooper but I can make a big contribution this way too!
And since the original Rat Pack were all about the music, and hanging out in Vegas, we could do some singing together and other stuff I haven't thought of yet.
Oh, and I am working on Stormy's new class at the SZK SSS at the moment. Hopefully I'll have something to show you tomorrow.
And since the original Rat Pack were all about the music, and hanging out in Vegas, we could do some singing together and other stuff I haven't thought of yet.
Oh, and I am working on Stormy's new class at the SZK SSS at the moment. Hopefully I'll have something to show you tomorrow.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
I'm so excited
See that badge under my title there? That means the Army of Four said I could be a trooper with them! Supreme Commander Stormy said there are some kitties like me already in their troops so I would fit right in. I'm so excited. I wonder if I will have to undertake any covert missions? Because I'm black, I can be invisible sometimes!
This morning dad had to get up at quarter to dawn (his words not mine). I think that meant at 5.30am. He was driving some friends to the airport. Mum and I stayed in bed til 6am, then she got up and I stayed in bed to guard it from intruders. You never know when Salvador might try and sneak in. He isn't to be trusted, you know. He doesn't blog, he's not black and he's not in the army. Very suspicious if you ask me.
It's a long weekend in Australia. Tomorrow is ANZAC Day and since Grandpa fought in the Vietnam War we think it's important. As far as I'm concerned, it means mum stays in bed longer because she doesn't have to go to work. But since I'm in the army now, it's important for me to recognise ANZAC Day and have an extra nap in honour of the occasion.
This morning dad had to get up at quarter to dawn (his words not mine). I think that meant at 5.30am. He was driving some friends to the airport. Mum and I stayed in bed til 6am, then she got up and I stayed in bed to guard it from intruders. You never know when Salvador might try and sneak in. He isn't to be trusted, you know. He doesn't blog, he's not black and he's not in the army. Very suspicious if you ask me.
It's a long weekend in Australia. Tomorrow is ANZAC Day and since Grandpa fought in the Vietnam War we think it's important. As far as I'm concerned, it means mum stays in bed longer because she doesn't have to go to work. But since I'm in the army now, it's important for me to recognise ANZAC Day and have an extra nap in honour of the occasion.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
In the army
Well, I hope to join the army. Then my army mates and I can chase Salvador away and I can get on with the business of training mum and dad properly.
In honour of my (hopefully) joining the army, here is a picture of me on guard duty. As you can see, I am carefully guarding the bed from intruders.
Oh and I should point out, this is not mum and dad's bed. Oh no, it's my very own bed in my very own bedroom. I have to guard it, you never know who might try and come in. Sometimes "visitors" use my bed but mum always asks me first and tells the "visitors" that they have to leave the door open so I can come in if I want. It's only fair.
In honour of my (hopefully) joining the army, here is a picture of me on guard duty. As you can see, I am carefully guarding the bed from intruders.
Oh and I should point out, this is not mum and dad's bed. Oh no, it's my very own bed in my very own bedroom. I have to guard it, you never know who might try and come in. Sometimes "visitors" use my bed but mum always asks me first and tells the "visitors" that they have to leave the door open so I can come in if I want. It's only fair.
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