tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280775812009-11-12T00:40:22.053+08:00All about Au and Target, country kitties living in busy suburban Subang Jaya in Malaysia, Doji the dog and other stories.katztaleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10036407326752053191noreply@blogger.comBlogger372125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28077581.post-32650869073216129722009-11-10T06:26:00.003+08:002009-11-10T06:26:01.142+08:00

Target is walking about like an old lady. Having his dislocated bones put back in place, every muscle and tendon in his paw and shoulder are sore. Also, as he must have used tremendous force to pull his paw out of whatever trap it was in, he also damaged the muscles on his haunches and back paws. Plus, he scraped all the skin off his undamaged front paw. In other words, our little fuzz is in

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Last week I put up scans of several pages, teasers, of my two books Katz Tales and Logomania. I chose to put up image files because it is harder to steal information in this form. People may still copy-type the information but it's unlikely. Or at least, harder than cutting and pasting text or PDF files.I asked a few friends to take a look at the scans. One pal, and possibly two, thought the

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Target is sore all over. So sore he can hardly move. So he's propped up in bed on a stack of pillows, and we bring him water, cat food and biscuits in bed. No wonder he's purring!Katz Tales is out in The Star Weekender section, print version only. It's all about whiskers and cat intelligence. Have a great weekend!

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While Target and I rushed to Kuantan for emergency help, Au was holding court. He guest blogged at Bibliobuli, Malaysia's most popular and best known book blog. Of course, Au talked all about himself.Helo reederz. i dont do intervoows ewesualy but as Sharon sends homidge often i haf graceeousli agreed to tak two yoo. And too tipe it myself. There is no need to fank me; just send a rost chikkin.

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Thank you for the purrs and the prayers. I was touched that friends said prayers in church, the mosque, Buddhist and Hindu temples, and also thought for us, and otherwise petitioned the universe on Target's behalf. IT WORKED! Target is whole and fine again.As it turned out, Target had a dislocated paw. The elbow bone had come out of its socket completely. Our vet was away, so we visited

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This was going to be all about our book Katz Tales but we've had a disaster.Target was out all day on Sunday. I called for him at lunch, at teatime and then, really worried, went out at night and walked the streets, looking for him. Tam, Snow and the other cats came with me, also worried that I was worried.Target heard me and came home limping. When Tom picked him up in his arms, Target heaved

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At the Publisher's Conference in Singapore last week (which was terrific!) several people wanted to know how to offer part of their work online as a teaser, without losing total control of text.In the past the solution was to put up PDF files. However, search engines now index these and offer text "translations". This means putting up a PDF file today is exactly the same as putting up plain

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Here is Target, relaxing with the feet of the other personal servant. Or maybe he's passed out? Hmmmm.We're taking a blog break. See you next Tuesday!

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Au has been running around all night. He was guarding the gate last night when we went to bed, sitting bolt upright on the garden wall like a miniature soldier.When I looked out of the window at about 3AM he was still there. I know he had a biscuit break just before dawn (because the little so-and-so woke me up for it!) and then he was back outside.I have no idea what was going on, but as we

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In honour of Toctober, here is a view of Au's bottom. As you can see, he is a very prosperous cat. I'm deadlining today so this is a short one. Long post on Friday, and Dog Talk will be out in Weekender, The Star, this Saturday. Print version only so you have to buy it!Pelf will be saving turtles with a blogathon where she and her friends will post once per hour beginning at 9pm on Oct 25th,

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Happy Deepavali, everyone! We’re celebrating in a small way at home with tandoori on the BBQ yesterday and mutton curry with friends tonight.As it’s a holiday, there won’t be Weekender Star published tomorrow. Which means there will be no Dog Talk published this week. So for those of you who demanded their “fix” (you know who you are!) here is an extra story. It was originally intended to be

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I tried to count Target's whiskers the other day but he's too ticklish. Every time I get through counting the big ones, he starts to wriggle, purr and chew my fingers. So I got clever and took his picture.I see 15 whiskers here. That's 3 more than the average. Hmm, does that mean he's smarter than the average cat or just fuzzier?Please note there will be no Star Weekender printed this weekend

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Some people say that cats only like people because of the food we give them. Maybe there are such cats about but Target is not one of them.When I was making tea this morning, Target rubbed up against my ankle and said, "Meep," meaning, "I'm hungry". While I prepared a bowl of chopped chicken liver, he rubbed and purred and purred and rubbed. When I put the bowl on the ground, he ignored it.

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Update: Coco is back home! Sharlene says, "Coco came home after disappearing for 2 weeks, smelling really nice! We suspect she was taken in by a good family who bathed her, then she escaped and came home."Sharlene and Her Spice Cats report that Coco, the family pooch, is missing in SS14, Subang Jaya, Malaysia. Sharlene writes,"On Wednesday (31st Sept 2009) morning, Coco bit through the gate and

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Cat lovers spend hours and hours petting, cuddling and stroking, right? But how well do you really know your cat? See how well you do with this short quiz... Au with his laser eyes is standing by to help.1. How many claws does the average cat have? 18, 20, 24, 25?2. How many whiskers does the average cat have? 20, 24, 28?3. How many teeth does your pet cat have? 20, 24, 30?4. Which animal

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Last night Tom went to bed and I stayed downstairs to finish Night Watch, that brilliant book by Terry Pratchett.Everything was peaceful. The TV was off. There was no music playing. The main light was off too and I was reading in a puddle of lamp light. Target and Au were sitting on their rug, cleaning their faces and paws. Then the peace was shattered by a low growl from outside.Target and

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I dropped a bag of cat biscuits the other day in the kitchen. Au was disgusted and stalked off. He likes his kitty crunchies in a bowl.But Target thought that throwing biscuits all over the flood was a brilliant idea. Tail up, he hoovered up a vast amount in just a few minutes. And he was actually disappointed when I helped gather up the rest!We're back from our break and ready to go but we've

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Target was born in a storm drain somewhere in Subang Jaya. He and his family got sick with some sort of flue. They were rescued by a very kind lady called Neamah. Unfortunately, only Target survived.Our friend Scoop had passed away leaving Au rather lonely. Our vet Lee Wei Wei (who has now moved to her own clinic and we really miss her!) introduced us to Neamah and Target.Although he's been

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Target is wild today! He crept up on Au who was snoozing in his upstairs box and pounced on him. Then he came into the office and pounced on me. Now he's sneaking around in Tom's office, pouncing on the rug there. Target is having a blast!I've got a case of screaming deadlines so will blog properly on Formerly Feral Friday.

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23 year old Yvonne Foong has neurofibromatosis (NF), a condition that leaves her riddled with tumours. These tumours have made her deaf. New ones now threaten her sight.Yvonne lives just down the road from me. I'm starting this meme to help her raise funds and to raise awareness about NF.Yvonne lives in Malaysia. While doctors there can't help, surgeons in the US at St. Vincent Medical Center

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So many of us cat fans in the blogosphere have rescued strays, that I thought it would be nice to tell some stories of how our kitties found their way to our homes. Today is Au's turn.Au looks a rough and tough man-cat now but when he first moved in with us, he was a tiny little scaredy cat.Au had a nasty start in life; his first family wrapped him in an oily rag and some plastics bags, then

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For the last two days Au and Target have been out all night and asleep for most of the day. But when it's twilight, our two fuzzies battle each other to see who is king cat.Good times!Happy Cats on Tuesday. We're posting a long post on Friday with a feral cats theme to honour kitties like Au and Target who are rescued strays. Join us?For more kitties, check out Gattina or the friends listed

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The monsoon started last week. It's been raining every day which is great as all the fires the farmers set to burn down the forests in Indonesia and Malaysia have been doused. We saw the morning sun for the first time last week in ages!The cats are quite enjoying the rain. Au takes it in turn to snooze in his downstairs and upstairs boxes. His outside box got drenched and has to be replaced.

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Au is a picky eater, something I think he learned from me. Unfortunately, the cat food he likes can be hard to find. To ensure a constant supply, I ordered 5 boxes from the manufacturer. We now have some 300 packs of cat food in the house.Here is Au, sitting on top of the stash and looking rather militant. Even though he's rolling in the stuff, he still thinks he has to guard it. Target

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