Sunday, 1 March 2009

Jail

Even though I did not do anything wrong.

Caged

I had to leave (and hide under) the comfy sofa.

Sofa

Now, I feel neither disciplined or punished. Travelled, maybe? What a strange impression to experience—from a prison.

Caged

The prison walls just started moving!

Sunday, 22 February 2009

I am travelling again

This time I was brought to some place I do not know. I think I can see large amounts of nice trees from the window.

She was driving.

Where is He?

I want to purr and jump everywhere again. And fight.

Hey, look, a white couch!

Hmm.

Tuesday, 19 August 2008

Competition

Gosh–I am not the only pet online, there's also a dog!

Tuesday, 12 August 2008

The Second Series Ends

Balthazar

Isn't it sad this has to come to an end? Again?

I want to read more from the Companion to Twentieth-Century Medicine!

Balthazar

Balthazar

I am not done with the purring, and I still have plenty hair.

Balthazar

Life is unjust. I have plenty energy left.

Balthazar

And the games we did not play!

Balthazar

I wonder what I might become now.

Balthazar

A lolcat? Not my style.

Bye for now.

Balthazar

Purr.

Monday, 11 August 2008

Gaps, food and transvestites

Did you notice the gap in my week? Nobody came on Friday.

Meow?

I had to attack the rug alone.

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I think They are trying to put me on a diet. I cry, and He feeds me more.

Meow!

The sound over at The Lady Boys of Bangkok makes it difficult to either work, sleep or purr.

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I stare at them, but they do not stop.

Meow…

Saturday, 9 August 2008

Happiness

He fed me and told me to come and lose all my hair on his knees.

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I am a happy cat.

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Thursday, 7 August 2008

Past-times

They came in the afternoon, and gave me plenty of food. Apparently Ivan told Them I was getting fat in Their presence, but I am willing to go borderline-obese on that yummy cat food They gave me.

Balthazar spreading on his favourite rug

She was very nice to me, even though She sneezes a lot when She comes (She's allergic to my hair, remember?).

Balthazar with Amanda

Balthazar with Amanda

He had some work to do but one of my favourite past times is to bother Him when he needs to sort out His paragraphs.

Balthazar leaps to help the desperate postgraduate proletarian with his footnotes

I spent the rest of the day showing Them my belly. They took a few DVDs, mostly French movies from Louis Malle, and promised to come back soon.

The cat-sitting chronicles can continue.

(Did you notice? My belly is so white, it saturates in the late daylight.)

Balthazar showing his tummy