Kids and cats and.....stuff
Joining Rah for Caturday.
What every adult needs, paper meme cats!
The newest paper craft from Tubby paw is Muru in a Box. Well, it looks like Maru to me. Cat goes up, cat goes down.
Also, Keyboard Cat complete with keyboard playing moving parts.
I posted a few years ago about the paper ceiling cat, but here it is again for your collection.
I had wanted a French Bulldog for years. I’d begged and hinted, and spent many hours looking at super cute pictures, and reading all about them.
FINALLY Christmas last year, and I had my very own. He was perfect, everything I had wanted.
It was only a few days after we got Eric that I discovered something very disturbing about Frenchies that none of the websites I’d read told you.
When he first “did it” manpet and I were just in shock. WTF is that?! There is something seriously wrong with this dog..that is not at all normal. WTF kind of mental disorder does he have o.O This quickly gave way to fits of wet your pants laugher.
On returning home and searching the interwebs, it seems it is indeed a very common Frenchie thing to do.
Behold, my French Bulldog thinks he is a pig (and maybe a meerkat as well)
This video only shows him warming up, if he gets into full swing it truly is a demonic sound.
Thankfully he doesn’t do it all the time (only because I lose the ability to breath laughing at him). And, Im sure you can imagine the looks we get when we are out at the park. If we are out and a dog say something offensive to him..he will scream at them.
If he is busy digging a hole, he screams. But the cutest of all, is if Sookie leaves his sight for even a minute he screams the house down!
Does your dog have an embarrassing habit?
So, Liz is having this competition to win a ticket to the sold out Problogger’s training event in Melbourne next month.
I had really wanted to go, but didn’t have the money at the time and couldn’t quite justify another trip to Melbourne. But I now have a SUPER exciting new project I am working on…it would be the perfect opportunity to share it with you all.
I never enter competitions, they always ask stupid questions. 25 words or less..be creative. I have run competitions where I get 100′s of entries of songs, poems and limericks. Pfft, I have no chance!
But when I saw Liz’s question I thought… cats..hmm, maybe I can do that. Then I got to thinking about some of the pictures I had, and giggling to myself just a little too much. I thought why not. At least I’ll have a post for Caturday.
So here is my entry, which is basically a collection of my most embarrassing cat pictures.
The competition question is…
“Tell me how you would smuggle a cat and/or dinosaur into the ProBlogger Training Day.”
Ok, so plan A is…. Disguise cats as babies, and smuggle them in a pram.
I have a cat pram, yes..I really do. We can smuggle at least 3 cats in. Room for Train, if we leave Alex at home. And quite possibility a few smaller dinosaurs, maybe some stegosaurus?
Dress them like babies. I’m pretty sure the ears would give them away, hide the ears…and it is like looking at a real baby!
Or, stick one in next to a real baby. People are for ever bullshiting “Oh wow, don’ they look a like” Again, hide the ears, no one will know!
Meezer’s meows often sounds very much like a small baby crying.
Allow Calais to demonstrate…
Now, if that doesn’t work. Never fear..I have a plan B!
Drag queen bloggers!
It was a super beautiful day in Sydney today…helping ever so slightly to lift a gloomy mood after a shit of a week.
A few nights ago, we had a blackout. Recorded message said it could be 4-5hrs before power was restored. Tried the family bonding conversation, but after 5mins they were doing my head in and my phone was going flat so we decided to go to bed early.
The puppies where put to bed a couple of hours earlier that usual. Any other night, they would be lazing about in bed anyway. But seems this night they decided they didn’t want an early night and went in search of some entertainment.
Fast forward to the morning, and this is what I found.. among other messes. Guilty faces all round.
Someone went to bed and left the pantry open. Lets just blame a child, because nothing is ever my fault.
