Flashback

Ages ago, before I had very many blogging friends, I posted this picture of me snoopervising mum's coffee cup. See, dad brings coffee in bed to mum every Saturday and Sunday morning. It's a routine that's been going on a long time. And she often complains that there are black Huffle hairs in her coffee.

I have no idea why.

How not to photograph a black cat

Sometimes people leave comments on my blog asking how my mum gets such good photos of me.

Well, I am here to tell you that it doesn't always work that way. Here is a prime example:


Mum says photographing a black cat is very difficult, especially indoors without a lot of natural light. That's why you see so many photos of me on my deck, or on my balcony.

Mum has to do a lot of post-processing in Photoshop too, to make sure you can see my face properly in a lot of photos. I say if she was a better photographer it wouldn't be such a problem. She says if I was more willing to be photographed it wouldn't be such a problem.

I think we'll agree to disagree on this one.

Tagged!

My friend Sakura from Romania tagged me last week to play this game. I am to post one funny photo and one serious photo. So here is my funny photo:

And here is my serious photo:

Sakura also gave me this lovely award! Isn't that lovely? And for once there are no rules attached to it!

I would like to share this with my best friend Zimmie and the Army of Four, Phantom and Thunder at the Chronicle of Woos, Sitka, Tia and Cornelia Marie, and Steve, Kat and Wilbur.

Profile

Is this my good side?

Modelling Huffle

At first, I was going to complain to the pupparazzi that they should not be showing me in an indelicate pose like this. But then I figured, it shows my flexible side, and shows the modelling agencies how pretty my feets are. Notice also that my paw pads are black like the rest of me. Black is the new black, you know.

For Stormy

Just so Stormy doesn't think that I have forgotten all my SZK School of Siberian Studies lessons...

What's that behind you mum?

Hanging out with Huffle

Today I'm just hanging out in the garden. I like to sit out here when it's warm.
After inspecting the weeds that are growing in my backyard, I decided to have a bit of a nap. It's hard work doing the gardening!
I was lying on the concrete that wasn't in the sun any more, but it was still nice and warm.

My tongue

I don't know if I have shown you my amazing ability to poke my tongue out at mum when she follows me around with the flashy beast. Here are my latest two efforts:

Tagged!

My dear friend Fin tagged me for the 6th photo meme. Here are the rules:

1. Go to your Picture Folder on your computer or wherever you store your pictures.
2. Go to the 6th Folder and then pick the 6th Picture.
3. Post it on your bloggy and tell the story that goes with the picture.
4. Tag 5 other glorious peoples to do the same thing and leave a comment on their bloggy tellin' them 'bout it.

I'm very disappointed to say that the 6th picture folder on our computer is not of Huffle Mawson, but of mum and dad's trip to the Cook Islands last year. This is where they stayed.
It looks very nice but I wasn't allowed to go so I don't think it was that good. Hmph. Okay I don't know who has played and who hasn't so if you haven't played this game, and would like to, please do! Let me know so I can check out your 6th pictures.

Really had enough of this

I don't know why people follow me around. I was upstairs on mum and dad's bed, having a late evening nap before bedtime, and they BOTH came upstairs to torture me. Mum had the flashy beast and dad was annoying me by rubbing my belly.

I jumped off the bed and sat in the corner but mum got this picture of me. Do you think I look happy?

Then I got sick of the flashy beast so I walked away.

Then I sat out on my balcony and glared at mum. I think she got the message because she went away after this.

Not talking to mum

She chased me around last night for that photo she said she needed. I hoped dad would help me out but it turns out he was on her side! They caught me and tortured me with the flashy beast. Mum said it was for a good reason that I would be able to reveal soon but I'm not so sure. I stayed under the doona until they left for work this morning, just to be sure they couldn't chase me again. Hmph.

Toasty Paws Update

Even though Summer has started here in Australia, it has not been very warm this week. So I thought I would give you all a refresher course on toasty paws. As a lot of you are heading into Winter, it's probably a timely reminder anyway.

If there is a sunbeam somewhere, the best way to stay toasty is to have your paws in the sun. The toastiness will flow up your legs and keep you nice and warm. This is quite an advanced pose, so you must practice a lot.
It is also good if you can put your tail in the sun for extra toastiness.

Tuesday Close Up

My name is Huffle Mawson, and I am a supermodel.Do you think I could get a modelling contract with one of the big agencies? There has to be a lot of demand for pretty black cats like me.

Sunday mornings...

Are best spent on your favourite chair, ignoring the pupparazzi. The purple blanket matches my collar nicely, don't you think?
My grandparents came to visit last night. They did not bring me any new mouses. I don't know what is wrong with them.

Resting

Did you all see my best friend Zimmie's post from Sunday? He demonstrated a new position to sleep in. This is my version.I don't have my head hidden like Zimmie did but I think my back paw pawsition is pretty close. What do you think?

Look what I found!

I was looking through all the photos from mum and dad's holiday and look what I found! It's a picture of my friend Steve, who lives with one of my best friends, Wilbur. He's pretty photogenic, isn't he?
I'm not sure why there are no photos of Wilbur though.

Huzzy Wednesday

The SMS pups (which includes me because I am an honorary husky) agreed to do a huzzy or studmuffin pose this month. Mum finally caught me doing one of those poses. I never usually do this, but today I made an exception.

I hope MrSippi doesn't mind me showing my Huffle belly to other cats.

Pupparazzi attack

I finally let mum take a photo of me almost looking right at the camera. I thought she might need something to remember me with when she leaves me alone for FOUR weeks on Friday.

For my grandma

Hi Grandma!

Salvador on Saturday... and an Award

Recently I've had a few comments that pups and kitties are feeling a bit sorry for poo-face Salvador. Trust me, you don't need to worry! He may be old, but he's still grumpy and being mean to me.

This is Salvador getting some salami from dad. Notice he is completely in the air for this photo. The pupparazzi were pretty impressed with themselves for this shot. Also notice there are no photos of me getting salami, because I didn't get any.

Here he is being weird and sleeping in the corner at the top of the stairs. Now, there are several good places to sleep in our house, including the beds, so why would he sleep there???

I may not like the pupparazzi chasing me but they're not allowed to take photos of Salvador instead of me. I had to step in.

Now, because this is MY blog and not Salvador's, here's something else about me. The prettiest husky ever - the lovely Amber - gave me the Brillante Weblog Award. Thank you Ammy, I am purring with joy!