Mine Mummy is home!!!
No more whiny things! Yay!
But mine Mummy has gotten sick again.
And when I asked her for pictors fwom Indonesia, she compwained that we never give her enough west.
But it's That Thing who kept pestewing mine Mummy and sticking to her wike gwue since mine Mummy came home, not me. I just wanted her pictors!
How unfair she compwained I never wet her west too!
Well, wooks wike pictors will have to wait again!
Meanwhile, I might consider being vewy nice to mine Mummy and give her some heawing wicks so that she can get better soon.

Mine Mummy isn't feewing too gweat today and as soon as she came home, she bundled herself in bed and didn't awwow us even to switch on the compooooter because she says the wight fwom the compoooter is too gwawing and disturbs her.
You know what, all that is weft of mine Mummy's voice is a teeny weeny squeak and she says her thwoat feels wike someone sandpapered it up and down.

So I had to weawwy sneak to get this post up and I think I shall not be able to visit anyone for a while. What a spoilsport mine Mummy is!

Oh well, I think it's time again to administer mine wonderful heawing wicks. It weawwy isn't easy being me!

I can't help it, but I'm weak with waughing....
Whahahahahahahahahah.....
You know what That Thing is sick fwom?
Wahahahahahahahahahahahahaha......

I think the V-E-T must have had quite an entertaining time with such a siwwy bean as mine Mummy.
The Thing is...
sick fwom...
OVER-PWAYING!

Wahahahahahahahaha....

Well, of course seeing that he's wefused to eat and stuff, the V-E-T wondered if there's anything sewiouswy wwong with That Thing (which of course there is - That Thing is not quite wight up there in the head - but that is another stowy).
So the V-E-T took his tempewature, felt him all over, wistened to him and evewything.
And found nothing wwong.
And asked mine Mummy some questions.
And weawised that pwobabwy That Siwwy Thing was a bit overexcited by those new toys mine Mummy got. Because he couldn't stop pwaying with them.
And even after mine Mummy and I went to sweep, That Thing dug out those toys and continued pwaying with them!
He pwobabwy pwayed the whole night wong.
And so he ended up with pwobabwy quite tewwible muscle aches and pains yesterday.
So much so that he didn't even want to eat.

Now, isn't he a siwwy thing?
I mean, we all know when to STOP pwaying when we get tired.
Those are after all toys. We can always go back to them after we have wested enough.
But that siwwy thing? No. He has to pway and pway and pway and pway until he can't get up.
Oh mine....
I weawwy don't know what to say.

And you know what?
Because That Thing is so siwwy, now besides having to check out evewything that he eats so he doesn't poison himself, I've got to check out his toys before he pways with them, AND I've got to snoopervise his pway-time! So he doesn't end up wike this again!

Sigh...the work for a gentleMANcat is never done.

Wooky here.
He's alwight now and making a nuisance of himself again.Now here he is, twying to dig himself into mine Mummy's bag.
Hey Mummy, this mess wasn't done by me! Wook! It's That Thing!

Ok, I'm turning mine bwoggie PINK here for mine fwiend Wiwwy Wu.
She's feewing fuwwy unwell now so do send her wots of purrs.
Her Mama thinks it may be because of all the wecalled food they've had pwobwems with over there. I think the beans who make the stinky goodness are mean! They should have eated some themselves and if they never fall sick, then they can start selling the food. Don't you think so?
Well anyway, wots of purrs for Wiwwy Wu and hope she gets well fuwwy soon!

I've just hacked up all the goodies I earned fwom mummy with my cuteness, and I pooped until my bee-Hind feels wike it's on fire.

Yes. Now go away and don't bother me.
My tummy feels BAAAADDD!!!!!