Mischief enjoys the same geek websites as his human companions.
Very soon, although when exactly is undeterminable, a list will appear below here of feline related websites that Mischief would visit if he an articulating thumb, and fingers that could press the keyboard, plus the knowledge to use a computer.
Until such time that I find the M key on the keyboard, enjoy this amusing evidence that cats can talk:
Somehow two years dissappeared before my big black eyes! How did that happen?!
Yet it has been an amazing two years.
The most amazing thing is that hooman who changes fills my water bowl is now an established photographer!
His photographic artwork can be seen in so many places on the net that if you googled him, you'd find him with your eyes closed. Unfortunately he has found me many times with his eyes closed. Like last night when he nearly fell over me as I walked through the kitchen. Who doesn't look down?! Hoomans are so stupid. OK, so you look up to see the best photos of the sky, yet looking down finds you all sorts of things - cats being the most important!
So I'm taking a nap now.
I wrote this days ago in paw-print on the rug. Stephen finally got around to typing it up late this afternoon! Hopefully he'll find my other message in the bathroom. That has a scheduled-date for early next week. I've no doubt he'll smell it before then. Awwright. This was just a quick visit.
17.Jan.2010
Wow, doesn't time fly? Me and my siblings have had this site for so long! We're almost ten years old, and still we are stuck inside the house. But I am noticing things happening out the window: The humans are finally enclosing our backyard with a new pergola.
I understand this means that the four of us can travel easier from the cat-run to the house and back again! Oh, and our kitty-litter will finally be outside. That's good, because I was soooo getting sick of that smell of that human-toilet. Though they constantly spray sweet-smells around, it doesn't seem to help at all!
Now that they have a new camera (Canon IXUS 860 IS), he wants to try getting more candid shots of us. Yep, just like the other camera, he sticks that bloody thing in our face and blinds us with a searing light! Oh, I hear he has read the instructions and found out how to turn off that bloody flash. Thank the TIFF Lords for reminding me not to stand up and beating him around the head with a bag of kitty-litter!
Well, this was a quick rant to remind you that all four of us are still alive and running all over the place.
10.Feb.2008
Our lord and master, oops, I mean the kitty-litter man has an online gallery at the cat gallery. This means he can stop wasting space on his website and link the sneaky photographs of our blinded-eyes from the cat gallery. Much easier!
As more photographs of me are located, the images below will dissapear and he will link through to the photographs from the cat gallery
10.March.2007
Gawd! I wish he would turn that blasted flash off! I never seem to look that good in his photographs. Maybe the female human should use the camera more often.
Maybe I should attack his complete U2 collection, break all his U2 records and CD's, shred all the books and magazines, and break the vacuum-packed DVD's open. This guy would freak if his shrine to U2 was destroyed...
Nah, I only have 8 lives left...
20.Jan.2007
That male human is such a SUPER NERD - I mean, who the heck would believe that this is really my web page? He did it, he wrote it, I had nothing to do with it. But wait... if this text is here, and I am claiming it wasn't me - isn't that the ultimate paradox?!
20.Jan.2007
Some days are better than others. This is when Fluff and I took over the house whilst the humans were at work one day:
We managed to unscrew the top on of the bottles of alcohol, and drank ourselves into a stupor. Then Fluff found the extra buttons on the digital camera.
Oh, I am gonna have one helluva headache tomorrow morning...
10.Jan.2007
Mischief is the biggest of four feral felines found in a carpark in the city of Adelaide, SA, Australia. He is the laziest cat - he prefers to be lifted onto the lounge! Jumping would mean using energy.
Mischeif is fairly amazing. He has his own blog. Yeah, it's nothing much - everyone has one these days! Mischief's kept a blog over at catster.com for about a year, but he rarely remembers to write in it.
Maybe he might write more often now that he's retired. No, he isn't dead, he just doesn't have so much to worry about. Seeing as how he is almost fifty-human-years-old, and food arrives on schedule every night, he doesn't much to do. Except wail in the kitchen, scratch his *DELETED*, and sleep in front of the heater. Life is sooooo difficult.
Name: Mischief | MisChife | Chief | Hey You!
Date of Birth: November 11, 2000
Hobbies: Napping, Sleeping, Napping, Eating, Sleeping, and lieing in the sun soaking up a few rays.
Favorite Foods: Fresh Kangaroo Meat
Favorite Beverage: Tap water. But I liked fresh milk when I was a kitten
Occupation: Sleeping
Mischief is wary of computers in general, but figured since his siblings had their own page, he might as well too. He is yet to find the M key, but knows where the SPACE bar is : this tail rests on far too often!
I guess you want to see the web pages of my siblings. Sigh. If I must.
another web template from ezCREATE.com.au
Unlike that silly ball of Fluff, I prefer to read a good book. Or that the human slaves that care for us read a good book. Here are a few I highly recommend:
My feline health matters to me more than anything. Being a bigger cat, although not obese, I have to be careful what I put my fangs and claws into. Therefore I take the time to read these websites: