Showing posts with label is this my good side?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label is this my good side?. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Ask Huffle
My first ever kitty friend Parker asked: Oh Huffle, how did you become so gorgeous?
Thank you Parker, you are very sweet. I put it down to good genes and a generous serving of ham.
Thank you Parker, you are very sweet. I put it down to good genes and a generous serving of ham.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Saturday Stuff
I let mum take this photo of me the other day when she was rolling around on the ground taking photos of her shoes, but at the last moment I tricked her and turned away! When she started to take the photo I was looking right at the camera.
I am too clever for the pupparazzi here!
And now you can see that the thing you thought was grass in my photo last week is in fact a thread hanging from my collar. It's been there for ages and I won't let mum or dad near me with scissors, just in case they get ideas about cutting my toenails or something.
I am too clever for the pupparazzi here!
And now you can see that the thing you thought was grass in my photo last week is in fact a thread hanging from my collar. It's been there for ages and I won't let mum or dad near me with scissors, just in case they get ideas about cutting my toenails or something.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Posing on Monday
Since you all told me this weekend that yelling at the pupparazzi or poking my tongue out at them does not work, I decided to co-operate and do this cute pose.
Mum says sorry for the slightly odd lighting as I was sitting in a patch of sun but the rest of the room was quite dark.
Mum says sorry for the slightly odd lighting as I was sitting in a patch of sun but the rest of the room was quite dark.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Monday Close Up
In our backyard, there is a wall that separates the rest of garden from the bit with the water tanks. Apparently they are "not pretty enough" to be visible all the time. Whatever.
My point is, the deck covers most of the yard but behind this wall, there is concrete. And it gets very toasty and warm in the morning so I like to go out there and roll around.

Then the pupparazzi finds me and takes a bazillion photos. Hmpf.
My point is, the deck covers most of the yard but behind this wall, there is concrete. And it gets very toasty and warm in the morning so I like to go out there and roll around.
Then the pupparazzi finds me and takes a bazillion photos. Hmpf.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Being good
I am practising being really good for Santa. I am just sitting on the bed and not begging dad for dinner before 6pm (see how good I am?) and not even putting the bitey on mum when we play smacky paws.
I'll get a present, right?
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
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