A word about ham

I know that all of you know how much I love ham. I would like to explain something about my addiction to ham though. Mum is very careful about how much she feeds me, as foods that are high in fat content, like ham (even though mum buys the really good stuff that doesn't have a lot of fat), are not always good for kitties and pups. My BFF Tia had pancreatitis and is not allowed to eat ham or other foods that are high in fact any more. A little while back I even gave up ham out of solidarity with Tia.

So even though I talk about ham a lot, I don't really get as much to eat as I would like.

This has been a Huffle Mawson community service announcement.

In honour of my friend Fin's birthday, we are playing a new game where you post baby pictures of yourself. Now I don't have any of those because I arrived here when I was already five years old, so I am going to show you a baby picture of my Uncle Buckley. This is from his first day at home with my grandpa. He is three months old in this picture. Wasn't he adorable?

Oh. My. God.

This would have to be one of the happiest days of my Huffle life. Check out the size of this ham! Grandpa got it all just for me.And it's nearly as big as I am! I might be willing to share, if anypup or kitty wants to come over...

Also, today is my gotcha day! Three years ago today mum and dad picked me to come home with them from the Cat Protection Society. I think they made a marvellous choice. Now I have as many mouses as I want to play with, and ham to eat, and a nice bed to sleep in, a best friend (hi Zim!), a handsome boyfriendcat (Hi MrSippi!)... what more could a kitty want?

Ham!

Tia, you might not want to look at the pictures today because they show me eating ham and I know you're not allowed to have any.

When mum opens the container with the ham in it, I know exactly what it sounds like and I come running over to the fridge! Because I am a good girl and don't nag her to feed me, I usually get a bit of ham of my very own.