Showing posts with label Slave. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Slave. Show all posts

Wednesday, 3 September 2008

Wonderful Wednesday

Well after a very busy morning peace has at last returned to the house here... Dad's off to work and D'boy is at his new school looking very smart in his grown up school uniform! Before he left the house Mummy made sure his collar was done up and that he had his name on everything - I guess this is because she hasn't had him microchipped yet... I'm not sure why this is, as my kittens were a lot smaller than D'boy when they got theirs! Then again they were old enough to leave home a few days later, so maybe Mummy's waiting until D'boy is 16-18 yrs old... ;)
Anyway the thought of collars and getting ready for shows bought me back to the lovely gifts my ardent admirer Yao-lin sent me via his pretty slave lady... I really must get around to posing in my new Coco Chanel diamanté collar for a start, but I think I'd like to twin it with my gorgeous Best Of Breed Medal, so I will be sending Mummy out for a little black velvet ribbon soon. I think I shall pose against either the black or red background for that shot once I have the required ribbon and Mummy has sorted it all out for me. Yes I am sure that not only Yao-lin will like that, buy my beloved Sen-Chan! :) I have also been looking through my new dressing up box also supplied to me by my devoted admirer HRH Yao-lin (well you see he recognizes class and breeding when he sees it) and thinking about trying on that cute little Hawaiian outfit... Tigmut'hep says he has dibs on the nice warm scarf and blue Deer Stalker as he's the biggest Venison lover in the house! Ramses seems to think the leopard print hat will look best against his colouring, but is willing to share it with me in a most sweet and brotherly fashion if I want it too... :)
Anyway for now you'll all have to make do with a few of my professional photos taken by Robert Fox a few weeks ago at the Three Counties Cat Show. Thanks to him my Mummy now has a little handbag with my photo printed on it, just right for taking to cat shows I think! :)
This photo above is the one on Mummy's handbag! :)

Sunday, 17 August 2008

Meezer Monday - The Truth Comes Out at Last!

Well as you all know, our good friend HRH Yao-lin is a truly tortured soul, having to share His Island with Baby Mao while putting up with a Slave who seems to lack the required training levels needed to meet his high regal standards...

While this reporter found the Slave to be utterly charming and lot prettier than Yao-lin had led us to believe, we understand his deep and unrelenting suffering. Being unique, superior in all ways and utterly regal to the very core of his being, poor Yao-lin finds it difficult in the extreme to put up with anything less than purrfection. While no doubt well intentioned his Slave is no purrfectionist... I mean when he demands Steak for the Royal Dinner, she offers him beef flavour cat food! Oh yes and it doesn't end there... When he feels the need for a little shrimp or lobster, he is served with nothing more than a bit of fish or some fishy smelling food from a tin of all things! His Slave also refuses to cook individual meals for him and Baby Mao, nor does she believe in taste testing each and every dish before offering them up to him! Yes, I too was shocked to hear all this, but it seems the Slave was happy to confess all under my amber eyed gaze...

One of Yao-lin's main issues is the lack of round the clock care for his Royal Self, to this charge the Slave admitted her guilt, mumbling something about "having a life" - it seems the demands of a single gorgeous Royal Meezer are not enough for her... Yes, this is his other big complaint! Why have Baby Mao around, if she can't look after his demanding needs to the level of purrfection he requires?! So it's not so much that he hates Baby Mao, as he hates anything and anyone who adds to the distractions his easily distracted Slave uses as excuses for his exceedingly poor care... Plus Baby Mao's happy acceptance of the afore mentioned low standards in the Slave just add to poor Yao-lin's growing disgust. To quote Yao-lin, "How can such a creature call himself a Meezer?" This reporter feels that if Baby Mao could only learn a little more meezer like behaviour from Yao-lin and shun the Slave and recoil in horror at the mealtime offerings, they might just get along a little better... Sadly Baby Mao is still a sweet and trusting boy, full of love and affection for all - if coming with a decidedly "interesting odour", best not described. ;)

Now to answer a few of your specific questions:

The lovely Miss Peach asked:
Where do you buy his colorful contact lenses?
- As you all know eyes are the mirror of the soul and extreme suffering and the colour blue go paw in paw with each other, Yao-lin's gorgeous eyes are this startling colour of blue purely because of his extremes of neglect...

The insightful Castle wondered:
Is Yao-Lin's slave surprised that Yao-lin has stuck around, and not wandered off to find a new home? - Oh he does on a daily basis, but sadly His Island seems to be inhabited by a truly inferior level of slavekind and he has yet to bribe the ferryman to smuggle him over to the Mainland!

My guru and mentor Daisy enquired:
Is it difficult to find royal fashions that suit Yao-Lin's high standards? - Oh yes! His Island lacks a pet Fashion Boutique, such as should be found in any truly civilized Principality... This has lead to some online ordering mishaps because the Slave just wouldn't listen and as you all know clothing sizes around the World differ.

Goldie simply needed to find out:
Does Yao-Lin really hates Baby Mao ALL the time? This was easy to answer... Oh Yes!

While lastly, Shade wished to know the following:
Does the Slave walk in on moments of cuddling and grooming once in the rare while? Most emphatically not and you should wash your mouth out for so much as suggesting that the Royal tongue might so much as willingly touch Baby Mao's odoriferous fur!

In conclusion, Yao-lin's sufferings are real, profound and ongoing, although his Slave is far nicer than he'd have you think as is the cute Baby Mao - as long as you remain up wind of him! So there you have this reporter's full findings on her maiden assignment. I think my next one might be an exposé on what has happened to cause the lovely Marie's long spell of blog silence recently... I tell you folks this will not be one to miss! :)