Sunday, January 29, 2006

I am in the bathroom once more

But this time, not by choice.


He is disrupting my Sunday morning
The Feeder

Tuesday, January 24, 2006


Yoghurt drops are low-cal? right?
The Feeder


I need to diet to fit in here..
The Feeder

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Sea bass

Undercooked sea bass isn't nice.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

indian or italian?

I don't know what I like best. Chicken curry is good. Rice is really good. But linguine is nice too.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Crutches suck

The Feeder is back on crutches. She'd better not wake me up tonight.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

I like the bath

Cage 3.0 is just too easy to escape. Last night I went into the bathtub. It was fun.

Friday, January 13, 2006


hello!
The Feeder


Mmm apple. Mmm yoghurt treat. Mmm wine.
The Feeder

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Pigeons

Suck. I am nothing like a pigeon.

Sunday, January 08, 2006


Teddy has more fun than me
The Feeder

I played

Whilst the Feeder and Auntie Sabrina were away having fun in Carmel, I played. I managed to escape and made it to my special place in the bathroom. Naturally I shredded the toilet tissue and stuffed it in there. The only thing is that it seems a bit damp... maybe I chewed something that I shouldn't have.

Friday, January 06, 2006

Goodbye Dear Polly

Polly the ex-Parrot is finally leaving our household. She's been promised many things since flying to her death in September 2004. Polly was almost rocket launched off Coit Tower; left in a movie theater and floated down Russian River in a funeral pyre. But now her time has come. The Feeder and Auntie Sabrina are taking Polly to Carmel this weekend, where she will finally break free of the freezer and rest happily on a beautiful white beach. I wish I could go too. Being left behind sucks.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

The Feeder is Getting Old

The Feeder keeps falling asleep on the sofa watching TV when I am running around the apartment. This means I get more time to try and get into the special place in the bathroom. Last night I stuffed my cheeks full of bedding and food, hoping the Feeder would forget to close the door. I will succeed soon. The Feeder is getting older and sleepier.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

2006

I want to travel the world in 2006 (or at least find my way back into the special place in the bathroom). I also want to make new friends and write my memoirs. The Feeder and Auntie Sabrina are going to the Ritz for "tea" today. I hope they get drunk on champagne and bring me home a cucumber sandwich.