Yay! Cat power!

Yay! We finally decipherified how to set up a blog of our own. We had a little help from our humane bean, but mostly we did it by our selfs. We want new cat friends. Well, I want new cat friends, 'cos my big sis (big as in old) is boring. I mean, what good is a playmate who screeches every time you bite her or pin her down and give her a good kickifying with your back paws? She is boring with a capital bo!

So I s'pose I'd better speakify a little but about me. That's okay. I like doing that. I'm seven years old, and people often think I'm a posh boy, because of my all-over blue-grey colour. People sometimes think I'm a Russian Blue, and I'm happy with that. Truth is, I don't know. I don't 'member my cat-mummy, and I never knew my cat-daddy. However, I've heard our humane bean talking about my early life. She says her friend's neighbour discoverified me stuck on a big high roof when I was no bigger than a hamster. No-one knows how I got there and I don't 'member. My humane bean says it was just before Christmas 2000. Anyways, there's lots more to my story of how I found my forever home, but I'm a bit boredified of writing it, now. Time to scrounge some catnip drops and have a snooze in my fur-fur. Bye for now! Will write more soon!