Crazy Cat Lady, Who Me?

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!

So there you have it. The place will be over run with cats!

meezer monday

I have a thing for nose and toes close ups ;)

meezermayhem

meezer monday-bed bugs

Cold winter nights are a breeding ground for bed bugs. If you quickly shove a camera under the covers, you can catch them in action *hehe*

snuggles under the covers

Some prefer the safety and extra warmth of a pack snuggle at belly level (this use to be a bunch of 3).

under the covers

Other seem to enjoy being repeatedly kicked in the head, and sprawl out at feet level.

Spring has sprung and the weather is warming up a little. So the bed bugs are on instead of under the covers, I think this is even more annoying. We went to a king size quilt specifically for this reason, so they didn’t steal too much and leave us cold poking out each side..but it doesn’t seem to have helped. Why can’t they sleep with the childrens ?!?

Little things..

Isn’t it funny how the littlest things can bring on huge waves of emotion.

Like tomatoes.

I was cleaning up the kitchen and came to moving some tomatoes that had been left on the bench from the other night.

Tomatoes in themselves aren’t overly exciting. But the fact they had sat there a few days, and not been eaten was something I can’t remember happening. Just like meat and other yummies, tomatoes have always had to be well hidden from one certain furry family member.

Caesar LOVED tomatoes. You could never leave them out, he would steal them and eat the WHOLE thing like it was a huge rump steak. He would smell it when you were cutting them and come running and meowing his head off. He would seek them out in the shopping bags before you have even unpacked them, and would try to steal them out of the fridge if you lingered to long with the door open.

Caesar loves tomatoes

Thought it was only onions that made you cry.