Diamond

My Friends blogs

2012-02-22T23:39:00.001-08:00

Lynettea started looking at my friends' blogs. She thinks I didn't notice what she was doing, but I soon rushed into the room and miaowed loudly at her. When she went out I started to type in this post, but I am afraid I won't have access all that long. Her footsteps are coming ...

happy valentines to my bear friend Emma

2012-02-15T04:51:00.000-08:00

I am sending a Valentine to my bear friend Emma in Szechuan. I was busy studying my language book so I could chat to Emma, but Lynettea told me it was the wrong book, as they speak Chinese in Szechuan, where Emma lives in the Animals Asia Sanctuary.

So I had to look it up in Google
Happy Valentine's Day
情人节快乐
To Emma
艾玛

and a very happy Valentine's day to all the cats and dogs who visit my web page. Thank you for all your kind wishes and greetings over the years. I am sitting on a piece of my magic carpet. Unfortunately I couldn't get it all into the picture.

MORE new cosies

2012-02-09T02:01:00.000-08:00

Because I like the new cat cosy so much, Lynettea went and got me two more for different rooms. One of them is too big and I don't like it. It was the most expensive, of course, being bigger, which just goes to show that bigger is not always better.
I sleep in my cat cosy on the dressing table at night and in my cat cosy on the sofa in the evening. In the day I go to my high up sun loft and lounge under the suntuff. A friend of Lynettea's was visiting today and I heard her say to Lynettea that I was looking like an older cat. As you can imagine I ignored her, but I did feel a little bit hurt. I am only fifteen, which is a good age.

my special gift

2012-02-07T04:06:00.000-08:00

Lynettea came home today with a new shopping trolley she bought in the market. And in the trolley was my fresh chicken and a special gift for me. Lynettea said she was worried it would be too small, especially after she saw me jumping around near the gift. I was hungry and sniffing at my chicken.
After I had eaten and had my coat brushed Lynette went off to the kitchen, and I went into the front room to look at my gift.

When Lynettea came back in she was a bit worried because she hadn't heard me miaowing for a long long time.
It just fit me nicely.

Versatile Blogger awardie

2012-02-02T00:46:00.000-08:00

Another awardie, this time from Keisha

It is called the Versatile Blogger. Here is some information from Keisha's blog which tellsyou all about it.

"These are the VBA rules:
Thank the person who gave you this award. That’s common courtesy. Include a link to their blog. That’s also common courtesy — if you can figure out how to do it. Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly. (Nellie says: Pick blogs or bloggers that are excellent!) Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award. Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself."
Now I will have to tell seven things about me me, me, me.

1. I am very modest. I have to be, as others would feel intimidated if I let them know about all my magnificent qualities as soon as they met me.
2. When leaping on visitors I only stick my claws in a little way, so as not to damage them.
3. I am very intellectual and write haiku (is this two things?)
4. I prefer chicken. (breakfast, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, midnight feast), so am quite easy to cater for.
5. I am very tolerant: I have learned that this is the best way to get your human to learn. Positive feedback is what I use.
6. I have a distinctive and striking voice. The tone of my voice can range from a soft almost kittenlike miaouw to an authoritative commanding tone (but avoiding stridency).
7. My appearance, as you will have observed, is magnificent, my form subtly beautiful, my muscles agile. Altogether I would be a fit subject for a classical sculpture.

I will pass the awardie on to the following blogs:
Animal Shelter Volunteer Life

http://www.sparklecat.com/

Huffle Mawson

The Island Cats

The Cat's Meow
Lynettea says she is getting worn out trying to help me so I will have to complete the list afterwards. MIAOUWWW!!!!

Some more versatile blogs to receive the awardie:

William of Mass Destruction

http://adan-way.blogspot.com.au/

recipients of the Leibster awardie

2012-01-31T17:09:00.000-08:00

The following blogs have been awarded the Liebster awardie. See extra notice in the post second below. I haven't been able to spend the time at the computer to send the award on. Don't worry dear friends, this is not because I am ill. It is due to circumstances beyond my control. (Lynettea) If you have any advice in controlling humans please forward it to me at your earliest convenience. I am going to relax for the rest of the morning in one of my favourite places, high above any human.

“Liebster” means dear, dearest, favorite or beloved in German. The requirements of receiving the award are to link back to who gave it to you, paste the Award on your blog, then choose 5 of your favorite blogs to pass the award on to that are up-and-coming blogs with less than 200 followers, let them know by leaving a comment on their blog and hope that the 5 blogs chosen will keep on spreading the love by passing the award on to 5 more blogs.
So we are passing this award on to the following:

http://katieisabella.blogspot.com.au/

http://skeeple.blogspot.com.au/

http://thenaughtykittyclub.blogspot.com.au/

http://3fraidycats.blogspot.com.au/

http://camieskitties.blogspot.com.au/

I Survived

2012-01-30T05:03:00.000-08:00

I went to my Vet and I didn't like it, but I survived. Lynettea made a special appointment with my Personal Vet so I could have my Annual Check Up and Vaccinations. He nearly didn't give me vaccinations, but Lynettea was concerned, so he did. I don't like being FELT ALL OVER, which is not very private. My Vet said I had put on some weight, which was a good sign. Lynettea said I looked rather a magnificent cat and he agreed.

I have my doubts about Lynettea though. How can she expect me to trust her when she lures me down from my walkway (where I am resting in the sunshine) and then thrusts me into a small confining cage? And I don't like going in taxi's. I think I need a coach of some sort. It doesn't have to be gold plated.

An Awardie from Huffle

2012-01-17T04:35:00.000-08:00

Thanks Huffle for the awardie. I think your comment is quite correct. I do have problems with Lynettea as she is very slack about letting me get near the computer. I have to keep reminding her about all sorts of things lately.
Huffle Mawson

I have to do all sorts of linking and writing on other blogs for this award. I might have to do it later, because I think it is time I supervised Lynettea to get to bed. If we are up too late she might be even worse at helping me tomorrow. The latest thing is that she won't let me attempt to catch the rats that are eating the grapes because she is afraid I might get rat bites. So as soon as she sees me looking into the ferns she picks me up. I can't get into my fern hollow any more, as the ferns have grown over it, so I have to listen to rat sounds from the path.

AND THANK YOU ADAN AND LEGO FOR THE LOVELY CARD FROM TAIWAN. Lynettea is jealous, as she never gets a card from Taiwan. Michico has done me a lovely painting of Adan and Lego.
Adan and Lego

My Haiku NOT Mentioned

2012-01-11T16:11:00.000-08:00

I wasn't very please to see that my haiku did not rate a mention in the review of the Haiku Bindii journal. You will remember that Lynettea used some of my haiku in the book without crediting me. I feel sure that if my name had been credited I would have done better. I notice that no poems with cats in them have been quoted.
Lynettea was very pleased with the review and ignored my feelings. When I complained she said, 'Don't be silly Diamond, It is a good review and a lot of poems are quoted.'
I am not silly.
Review of Haiku Bindii

I am an official Bequest Pet

2012-01-09T21:04:00.000-08:00

My card and disc came yesterday, so Lynettea says I am now an official Bequest Pet. She has to carry my card around with her in case anything happens to her. Then if it does (which I hope it won't) somebody would find the card and see that there was a special pet to be looked after and ring the RSPCA emergency number IMMEDIATELY, so someone could rush to my side.
There was also a nice letter thanking me for publicizing the Bequest Pet Program on my blog. RSPCA South Australia Bequest Pet Program

As I don't wear a collar, I couldn't have the disc attached to me. I am an inside cat, so I just have my microchip. I am not sure where the microchip is. We weren't sure what to do with the disc, so Lynettea put it around the neck of the model of the ancient Egyptian cat on the dresser. Lynettea got the model at the Egyptian exhibition when it came to the SA Museum. I couldn't go because cats were, as usual, excluded. Which is rather odd, as the Ancient Egyptians regarded cats as sacred.

I am not sure about the cat near me in my picture. It doesn't move around at all, so I don't bother with it too much. I think Lynettea should have moved it to give a better view of my noble form.

Not available in China

2012-01-08T18:47:00.000-08:00

Lynettea tells me that my blog cannot be seen in China. How disappointing for all the many cats in China. Also my Friendship Bear Emma cannot see my blog. Maybe they think I have a seditious blog. Maybe I am a politically incorrect cat?

nǐ hǎo to all the cats in China.

I wonder if any Chinese cats have their own blogs. I would like to see one.

2012 A New Post

2012-01-04T03:58:00.000-08:00

I haven't made an official first post for 2012 yet, because of the difference in time from where I live in Adelaide to wherever the hosts of my blog live in Catland. Catland is behind Adelaide in time. Maybe that gives me a second chance, before the real Catland time comes around. I could change my mind numerous times before it was the real time.
I can hear Lynettea saying, 'Don't be silly Diamond!' She is always saying things like that. We will see who is the silly one.
Miaow Miaow Miaow Miaow and for a change Purr Purr Purr Purr.

SO HOT

2011-12-31T19:24:00.000-08:00

I am lying on the table in the kitchen on a few of my newspapers. I am feeling so drowsy that I can't even be bothered to read them.
Just managed to choke down some chicken after Lynettea put it right in front of my mouth and I think I will now do some serious miaowing. A chorus of miaowing to bring in the New Year.
Happy New Year to all kitties and their humans.
Miaow Miaow Miaow Miaow

Waiting

2011-12-27T04:43:00.000-08:00

Lynettea posted off my letter and I am waiting to get my Bequest Pet details. She thought that other cats might like to look at the program and I should put a link, so here it is. RSPCA South Australia Pet Bequest Program
They don't have all the details about it on the web site, as Lynettea received a special letter from the lady in charge.

We had a quiet Christmas as Lynettea got quite ill with gastroenteritis for days and couldn't do anything. I had to sit in front of her on a small table and keep staring at her to make sure she didn't pass away. I thought she was going to go a few times, but my efforts helped her pull through. When she was a bit better I sat on her most of the time to make sure she kept breathing. It was exhausting work and consequently I am having to rest a lot now.
Fortunately she was able to get to the chicken shop just before it closed for Christmas. She looked terrible and there was also a heatwave, so I was impressed that she managed to walk down the street. Worried too. It was a relief when she reappeared and I smelt the hot savoury smell of the sage stuffed chicken wafting down the hallway.
Otherwise it would have been a lean Christmas for me.

My Important Letter

2011-12-21T03:28:00.000-08:00

Today Lynettea wrote my Important Letter to the RSPCA. She put in it all about me (as she sees it, so not all that accurate) because she is requesting them to look after me as a Bequest Animal if anything should happen to her. She has left money in her will and spoken to the Bequest Animal lady who explained the program to her. Bequest Pets are looked after by special people who are on a waiting list to look after these special pets. The RSPCA still looks out for the pets and is their 'owner', so they pay for Vet bills etc and look after the pet for the rest of their life.

I am now waiting to receive my special Bequest Pet tags, or tag.

I don't think I really want to be a Bequest Pet, as I would prefer to stay here. So I will have to try to make sure Lynettea stays healthy and can look after me. I will have to start supervising her more closely as to her diet and exercise program. Also she needs to remain mentally stimulated. I am already working on some of these issues. One of her visitors today commented that I was very vocal. It is awkward, as I have to issue instructions constantly. The question remains: will she ever be fully trained?

The picture shows me resting after a training session. As you can see it was a tiring session.

Cat

2011-12-10T16:56:00.001-08:00

Lynettea said she read a poem about me at the Box Factory Market on Saturday. She said people chuckled when they heard it, which isn't very nice. She says her poem was realistic, but I don't think so if people were smiling. I do my best to be taken very seriously and this will undermine my credibility.

Steamed up

2011-12-02T16:55:00.001-08:00

Well the atmosphere around here is intense. Lynettea needs to practise her haiku sequence for the launch this afternoon. She hasn't chosen something of mine to read. I wonder why.

Spent most of the night sleeping on one of Lynettea's hats on a small table in the lounge room. It wasn't all that comfortable. She was trying to entice me to sleep on a chair in the bedroom, but I chose not too. The bedroom is getting so full with my basket on the floor and now the extra chair. I did sleep in the basket for a few nights over a month ago, before I got the Arthur medication. I gave up sleeping on the bed after I fell out twice and jarred my legs.

Woke up at 6.30 and threw up a large hairball. After that I waited on the dressing table for Lynettea to struggle out of bed. I tend to leap onto the dressing table and throw all the unneccessary papers to the floor. A bit like the end of a ski-run as I leap from the chest of drawers. Lynettea says she is at her wits end. What does that mean? She isn't used to all my pro-active help in tidying up.

I think I will go outside and sit on my upper sundeck for a while.

where some of my poems are (under the wrong name)

2011-12-01T03:45:00.001-08:00

My haiku are in this book called Haiku Bindii which is being launched on 3 December.
Lynettea said I can't go and read my poems, as no one would understand what I am saying. 'All they will hear is miaow miaow miaow, Diamond,' she told me. How rude!
'And,' she said, 'you would be far too nervous, as you hate a crowd and a lot of people will come to buy the book.'
http://haiku-bindii.blogspot.com/
Some of the poems are also by Lynettea and by other poets in her group. She said they all know which are my poems, as they are mostly cat or moon poems. Although some of my poems are now on other topics.

Lynettea went to get more Arthuritis medicine for me at the Vet today. The receptionist told her to mix my fresh roasted chicken pieces with my dry kidney food to see if I would eat it. So Lynette tried that and I didn't eat it. I did pick at a few pieces. So she had to go to the shop and get fresh chicken and then I ate some.

AT LAST A NEW POST

2011-11-24T16:17:00.001-08:00

I have been experiencing the usual trouble with Lynettea. She is too uncoordinated to properly help me. Even access to the computer is not easy for me. The most I can do is crouch on the external hard drive and look pleadingly at her while she ignores me. I am sorry that I haven't even been able to post the comments of my dear friends for a while. As for visiting them!!!!

I found out that she has secretly used some of my poems in a new book. I suspected that she was using them without telling me. I can only look into the books when she happens to leave one open.
This is really not fair. I notice that she has not acknowledged my contribution and they are all under her own name. I will have to speak to her about this.
I suppose it will turn out that cats have no rights, as usual.

Medicine on a little spoon

2011-10-31T01:35:00.000-07:00

Lynettea says she is about to give me my medicine on a little spoon. I am looking at my little red striped toiletries bag and purring. My bag has my Catlax, my brush and my new Arthur medicine. I think she had better hurry up while I am still purring. I am about to dissect the packet. Hurry up! Hurry up and where is my plate of chicky chicky.
What I really like is smorgasbord. A plate of dried food with at least two choices ( I can eat one and leave the other until desperate), a plate of fresh chicken (preferably fresh and hot from the chicken shop) and some of my foil packed kidney food (I like to lick that all over and Lynettea can throw out the dried remains).
Well she is a slow coach - I have knocked my toiletries bag to the floor and also my Arthur packet.
She will have to look after me now.

Arthur right us

2011-10-30T00:39:00.000-07:00

Is what the vet says I have. It sounds silly. arthur wrong us. arthurwrongus. I am not sure who arthur is. Maybe he came to visit when I was quite young and don't remember, although, in spite of what Lynettea thinks, I have an exceptionally good memory.
I have to take some medicine squirted with a plunger, which is quite difficult for Lynettea. Although my Vet carefully showed her how to do it twice (as it is very important and affects ME ME ME) she still isn't very good. I don't like having my mouth jerked open, but the taste is quite nice.

She needs to go to the chicken shop very shortly.

'You are developing quite a nasty miaouw' she said to me this afternoon.

And that was after I had sat on her lap to make her feel wanted. Maybe I will go to sleep now and let her wake me gently to brush my fur and feed me a few tidbits. A nice dream.

Feeling a bit droopy

2011-10-26T06:04:00.000-07:00

I was sitting on the external hard drive and on the tray table and feeling a bit droopy ...

Lynettea didn't seem to want to nurse me and she put me on the floor when I tried to use the keyboard. so I am sitting on some of the papers and feeling a little bit sleepy and droopy or dropy.

Jumping and missing

2011-10-25T05:17:00.000-07:00

Posted by Lynettea
Diamond seems to be jumping up and missing his footing. Sometimes he falls off things. A few nights ago he fell out of bed twice and last night he fell from the bedside chest of drawers. I put a basket for him to sleep on the floor beside the bed and he went there for a while. I think I will take him to his medical practitioner for a check.

Diamond: I saw that. She thinks I don't know what 'medical practitioner' means. I am having trouble getting her to let me at the computer lately. Sometimes I sit on the external hard drive for ages staring at her. You would think she would get the message.
MIAOWWW.

I think I have put on some weight

2011-10-21T03:53:00.000-07:00

As Lynettea has often been running to the chicken shop to get a hot chicken wing quarter for me.
The people at the shop at the end of our street know it is for me and they select the best one. They are very interested in how much I eat and how I like it. I am eating a whole chicken quarter every two days.
On the day when I am finishing off the chicken quarter from the previous day I also eat a foil packet of my kidney diet food and pick at some of my kidney diet and teeth crunchies.
Lynettea keeps shifting my plate and looking at me while I am eating. I have no privacy nowadays.
The weather is getting hot and my fur is moulting. Russian cats have a lot of underfur. Lynettea has to brush me a lot to get rid of the loose fur.
So that is my life. Not so fascinating perhaps.
I sit on the external hard drive to meditate. That is quite difficult, as I have to gather in my paws and sit quite still. Maybe I am meditating and maybe I am half asleep. Lynettea doesn't know and I am not about to tell her.

Brief note on Chicken

2011-10-03T17:28:00.000-07:00

Living in a strict Vegetarian household is not easy. On Sunday a friend of Lynettea's came round bringing her lunch and brought me a new smell sensation. I am choosy with my foods and Lynettea buys me special Vet type food for my kidneys and my teeth.
I sniffed a most savoury smell and tried to get a bit closer. I was in a frenzy of anticipation as she took off the cover. Lynettea tried to make me stay inside, but I managed to get around the door, as I am still quite agile and her friend said not to bother, as she didn't mind if I sat close to her while she was eating.

After she had finished her food there was still quite a bit left and she offered me a a few pieces. Delicious, savoury. I seized a large chunk and bolted it down with a few chews. So she decided to leave me the rest of the chicken.

The next day Lynettea went down to the chicken shop (what a nice kind of shop - I would like to go there) and brought me back a quarter chicken. As soon as she opened the packet I tore into it, devouring large chunks. It may be my favourite food.

Just in case you are wondering about my strict diet, my Vet recently said to Lynettea that I should eat anything I liked, as I needed to put on more weight.