My Hooman Makes Graphics
The male hooman who cleans my kitty litter, fills my food bowl occasionally and treats me like a queen has put some new and intense vigor into a hobby he has had for over ten years: Making graphics.
He's been doing it for so long that he takes his skills for granted and stupidly doesn't offer these services to other people at all! But I can understand: He has had no formal training in this field, it's all self-taught. This is because he is a whizz at learning and applying new software. Over the last twelve months Stephen has spent most of his spare time (when not shooting me with that darn camera!) learning the ins & outs of GIMP.
Never heard of GIMP? Neither had I until I started seeing the value of this simple-to-use opensource multimedia manipulation tool. Now he spends a lot of time fixing his photographs, enhancing colour, sharpness, contrast, brightness, and having fun overlaying and warping! It's a lot of fun to watch his fingers fly all over the keyboard making stuff happen!
Anyhow, today he amazingly spent about forty minutes revitalising these graphics on our web site: So cool!
1:49 PM 30/03/2009
Plurker Not Puker
Despite the firm wishes of my female hooman, the male slave has decided to give me the perfect Christmas present: I'm now a plurker!
No, that is not a boggy mass of green hair that I've brought up after eating too much dinner ... it's what I do in my spare time when I'm allowed to stay indoors. Unfortunately I can only go online when the male hooman has the puter turned on. But that's OK, I gets to plurk now, I gets to plurk now!
I've made a heap of new friends from around the planet. My hooman slave has made sure I got introduced to the cutest cats. Funny tho, nobody is male. Am I doomed to stay dateless and single? I might be nuted, but I ain't dead!!
Anyhow, I get to chat, converse, and talk about the hoomans and how we are upholding the TIFF policy. This is gonna be so cool.
Mischief might his catster blog, I have my plurk.
8:55 PM 27/12/2008
Reading, Writing & Really Close Portraits
Right. Yes, it has been a while since last I visited my own journal. But it's OK, I've been busy keeping up appearances.
See, them humans have been renovating ... and it has been my job to attend the procedures set down by The Tiff :
1. Release bits of fur in every nook and cranny.
2. Sit on the feet of tradesman whilst they drill, hammer, push the new kitchen into place.
3. Sleep under the new kitchen before the kickboards go into place. A tricky manouvre that involves keeping one eye open just-in-case they trap me under!
4. At the request of my hoomans, I've slept either on their tiger-rug or on the window-sill in the master bedroom.
A job that I've done willingly, all the while my siblings have had to go outside into Cat Cage!
I like to push my nose throw them rascly weeds to chase lizards. But I have allergies (aaachooo!) to grass, therefore I've been forced to stay indoors until I recover enough. My hoomans have said I am now the 'house - cat'! So cool!
8:51 PM 17/12/2008
Show Me The Cat Money!!
You won't believe it till you see the pictures: I'm for sale!
That's right! Nah, not as a cat, but as a photograph! You can get me on a card (they say I'm quite the card), on a canvas, on...
What are you still reading here for : GET OVER TO REDBUBBLE - Buy Me! Well, at least a likeness of me. I like it. Do you?
10:01 AM 20/07/2007
One of the Four Feral Cats : Pseudo Paws
I love my new webpage! This is gonna be able to let me talk to the whole world about my whole world! The male human spent a long time deciphering & typing up my messages. It was really difficult to type it, so I left lil messages all over the house.
I hope he lets me proof read it first - I love ripping up paper! Just ask his brother - I minced his tax-returns last year. Stupid Human! That'll teach him to spread the paper all over my sleeping area while he was cat-sitting. Hmmmf. They think I did something wrong. Would you think that a cute thing like me would do anything so wrong?!
9:55 AM 20/07/2005
This is me in my usual position
Looking very regal whilst that male human tries yet again to catch me staring at that camera that is permanently attached to his left hand.
I think this is my better side...
Oh, good one!
Cute, right?
Anyone who disagrees will have the ankles shredded by four feral cats. Now, let me repeat that:
Cute, right?
I have decided to claim this photograph as one of me - because there is not enough in this collection!
That is me -- on the left!
Sigh. Life is so hard when you sleep 23 hours a day. Maybe we should get out more, but the humans are good -- we like to run away, destroy natural vegetation, and like to eat small native birds. And the council don't like it. So we get "supervised parole" - walks on our colored leashes to the end of the street and back. Which is fun, as long as it's on the grass, not the bitumen.
Shhh. I am trying to sleep. So it does not help if you flash that camera in my face!!
Crossing my arms over like this always gets another photograph.
Seems that human characteristics -- other than typing my own web page -- is cute. Sigh. All I need now is a nail-file & they would flip over backwards.
Much like I would do for more treats in my food-bowl.