Alfie Online

Before I start: This post is for adult cats only. Kittens with an inquiring mind should go away and come back in a few years. Well, you know what it’s like. The mood takes you. There’s a camera in the room and nobody at home. Before you know it you’re legs akimbo and entering the world of adult cat entertainment also known as “kitty porn”. I never expected this intimate photo to leak online a la Paris Hilton, but since it’s now “out there”, I may well add it to my website and say to my fans, I’m sorry for this lapse of judgement and decency. It won’t happen again.

My chiropractor was telling me of the benefits of a firm surface to sleep on so these days I forego the comforts of my bed or a blanket and always nip into a sink for a good sleep if I can see one. Check out these photos of a couple of my favourite sinks for sleeping in.

My human is in serious danger of getting on my nerves. Here’s what happened. First of, I managed to track down a mouse. Yep, I got a live one. He was a clever little thing and I chased him around for a bit and eventually corned him into my human’s shoe.

So there I was, keeping guard of the mouse in the shoe when my human finds me. i was expecting praise, a stroke and maybe some meaty treat for my efforts. But, no. He picks up the shoe, the mouse falls out, and he goes nuts. Screaming and shouting and coming over all pale. Once he’d straightened himself out, he does the craziest thing I’ve ever seen: He ushered the mouse back into the shoe, tossed it outside, and let the thing escape. I know what you’re thinking and I was livid too. A mouse in it’s prime, and he just let it go. Boy, the fun I could have had with that….

What do you think of my beanbag? My human keeps annoying me and thinking he can sit on it to watch TV but I have to keep reminding him that it’s mine and he has his own bed to sleep in. Here’s a picture of me sprawled out on it. It’s actually called a “Fatboy”, which is kind of amusing. I’m not sure it’s big enough for me though….

My human put up a Christmas Tree, which I loved. It’s got loads of coloured baubles which I can claw at pull off the tree and then kick around the floor. Here’s a snap of me checking out the branches.

My name is Alfie. I’m a British Shorthaired Blue and I’m currently residing in a nice house in Kent, England where I have own human to look after. I was born 6/6/6 (6th June, 2006) - Ok, enough already with the devil jokes. I’m putting this blog together so that others around the world can keep up with what a cool cat I am. This picture below is one of the first ones my human took of me.