Clothes Tent

Ah, there is nothing more concealing than a clothes tent: the perfect place to hide!


If I can't see you, then you can't see me, right?










I hear Andy coming, let's stalk him.










Oh well, he saw me. I'll just act casual like I meant him to see me.












Shall I bite you then?

You have to give your humans playtime in order to keep them active and healthy.

Next Issue: no plans yet. I'm a cat. I don't make plans.

Am I too Old To Be Sucking my Thumb?

Every since I was taken away from my real mum, I have sucked on my toe. I find it comforting. However, Andy says that I am a big cat now and that I no longer need to do it. Only kittens suck their thumbs.






So, I am just going to sit here and NOT suck my toe like a big cat. Really, I don't need to do it anymore. I can control myself.







Maybe just one more nibble and stretch. I am only 3 after all.











NEXT TIME: Shall I throw a party whilst my parents are away to Edinburgh? Find out next time on 'The Mog Blog'.

My New Bed

No, I did not get really fat and sprout a second head. This is my new bed. Me and my pal (orange kitty) sleep here most of the night.

Sometimes I attack the tail, but bed cat does not seem to care.

When I bury my head, my humans can't find me because I am the same color as the bed.

Next Issue: Andy's shelving project and how I helped.

Lazy Cat

Check out my Glamour Shot. I can be nice when I want to. My Uncle Robert took this photo when I was in lazy mode.

Here I am having a rest after taking the Evil Clown Glove away from Uncle Robert. It is a horrible orange thing that can be put on a hand. It has pom poms on it and makes a jingle sound. I like to lay on it just to show it who is boss.








I Have just heard that I might be staying at my Auntie Pat's house for a whole week in September whilst my parents go away to see some sort of French Mouse in a park. Weirdos.




Cheers, Manny

Repeat by Request

In the past, my mum has put up some pics of me demonstrating my talent for jumping. They are not on this particular blog. So, by popular request, here they are again!

Let the Kitty Jump a Thon begin....







Top view of Andy's office.












No, not quite high enough. This door frame tastes wonderful, though.











Now, to attempt the bathroom frame....












This feather is asking for it.








Thanks for watching. Andy has a new camera, so hopefully there will be some fresh pictures soon. One day I hope to be a You Tube star if Andy can get the new vid camera figured out as well.

Cheers, Manny Mac B

Andy Stole My Toy

I bet you are wondering why I am trying to get into the loft. It is because my string ball is missing. Andy likes to go up here. I think that maybe he has hidden my string ball like he does all those boxes.









You see, one day I found this lovely ball of string. No one was using it. I decided it was my new toy. Andy said that he needed it for something called his 'packages'. Whatever.










I went to find it in my special hiding place under the stairs, but it was gone!

I looked in and around every nook and cranny (what is a cranny anyway?) to no success.

So, as soon as I can find a way to open this hatch, I'm going up. Oh, and to turn on the lights, and move boxes....oh forget it. I am going to play with my toy elephant instead.

Big Yellow Arm

One day I was in the tub taking my bath when I heard a strange noise in my house. Where was it coming from? It was not from the bathroom.





It was not in the hallway.













In was in the lounge. To my horror, I discovered a giant yellow arm right outside my window. It had a man trapped at the end and was moving and making a very loud noise. I tried to follow it and maybe even to catch it at the window. That just made it louder and made it move more. So, I came up with another plan.









I decided it was time to help clean out the broom closet. The big yellow arm could just sort out itself.







P.S. Yes, there are giant pictures of food on the wall on the building across the street. You can click on it to see them in their full glory. It is a good thing we are not vegetarians or we may have been offended to see a burger outside the window all the time.