Phew! what a week

So, what have I been up to for the last week?

I've been on Twitter quite a lot.

Cute blue bird, but it doesn't move, rather like the butterflies on the duvet cover.

These are amazing for pouncing on as they don't fly off. However, after a while, it gets rather boring if your prey doesn't move.

Great things beds, especially when they are being made.

Last Friday I had another go about being a pirate cat. Didn't really work.


I slipped off eventually and smacked the keyboard - mmm, I was not very popular.

So I then sat on the bamboo tablet and made a mess of Mum's artwork.

Definitely not popular.

I shall not try being a pirate cat again for a while.

There was one way around the unpopularity - crawl down, look cute and fall asleep on an arm.

That worked.


The shower is still a source of wonderment.

I mean all that rain pouring over a human and all that foamy stuff. I still think a quick lick and a chew are better, but that's the funny thing about humans.

I think I heard something about being a psycho cat from Bates Motel. Not sure what that is, but I don't think it was meant as a compliment.

I shall keep that in mind in future, but it won't stop me from watching the shower.

Humans have these lumps of paper that they look at, they are called books. They are rather like a newspaper wrapped in a colourful cover.

They also make patterns on plain paper with sticks. Some of it is called algebra. Don't think I want to learn about that, it looks too boring. I would rather chase things and explore behind the plant pots.

Ha ha, no one can reach me when I do that.

I have also recently discovered that you cannot eat everything that falls on the floor.

There is this stuff that makes a chink when it drops. It is called money, or coins. It slides around the floor quite easily, but you definitely cannot eat it.

Smells funny anyway.


The start of my really great, titanic Titus adventures started when I gallumped down stairs. It is called gallumping because when you are small, you have to put your front legs on the step first and sort of gallump your back legs afterwards. Then you do the same onto the step below.

Getting to the landing was a huge success, especially as the stairs have holes in them.

Mum told me to be careful or I might fall through.

Na! How could I ever be so clumsy as to do that?

Whoops!

I fell through a whole flight of stairs.

Ew that hurt.

Hurt my bottom.

So I went and hid.

I think it freaked my humans out as they found a few drops of blood.

Don't they know I am a cat and I have nine lives??

How not to get shut in the fridge

Adventure time yesterday.

I bounded downstairs, or rather I felt like I was bounding downstairs - I am not allowed on the stairs yet as they have holes in between them. 

Something about falling through.

The visit was to the kitchen. There was cooking going on. And stuff outside, and then there are cupboards but you can't open them unless you are really strong.

One day I am going to be extremely strong.

There is this large grey metal box that when the door gets opened, gives you a quick blast of cold. I tried climbing in to investigate, but then the door started to close. 

I think I shall give the fridge a pass for the moment. 

Maybe I'll save that for another day.

I found corn chips as well when she wasn't looking - they make a crunch noise when you eat them - like munchy cat food.

Cooking means meals, that means food, which in turn involves eating. 

Tomato sauce with lots of vegetables chopped into it is a little green for me. 

I wondered if it was for me or whether I would get some more of that Burp cat food - excellent stuff that!

I decided the only way was to make sure that my human knew that Burp was for me and tomatoes are a no-no.

I think she got the point.

Advice - don't piss on the bed

After the Sunday night adventure of a huge flying cockroach visiting the bedroom - even I was scared so I hid under the bed, everyone was rather tired.

Mum screamed, Max who had come in the room screamed, grabbed a pillow and pulled the duvet off the bed, just in case. Good thing he did!

Then Mum did that hissy zapping thing with the Bagon mega death breath gun. The roach flittered, fluttered and landed on the clean sheet of the bed. 

I popped my head out from under the table to see what was going on.

More screams, so I hid again.

Then it got exciting. Roach removed and disposed of. Bedsheets removed and changed. Ooh - ooh, what fun it is when the bed gets changed for a second time in the same day!

Then the humans went to sleep. Only I wanted to play.

That was Sunday.

Monday: Mum looked like a zombie, only I could see her eyes were real and her skin wasn't falling off. I don't know how I knew that about zombies, but I did. I think I overheard it on the TV.


I noticed that Mum drinks out of a tall pot of water, so I decided to try my hand or mouth at that yesterday - I have given up on the tea thing, it just tastes strange. Then I went on a technology exploration.

Rather a good idea having so much water, but it might get difficult when my head grows.

So with all that water in my stomach, and all the excitement of bed time, I had an accident. On the new bed covers and duvet. It was clear liquid, so I didn't think it mattered. But it did.

I got shut in the bathroom.

That wasn't fair.

So I complained.

And then I protested. 

I was quite proud of my protest.

Mum called me a delinquent kitten. Not sure what that means, but I think it means she was not very happy with me.

A Day at the Office

After my fiasco with Google, I decided that paper was probably a better idea.

I tried eating paper tissue, but it sticks to your tongue and newspapers are best read shredded. What fun that is! But the taste of the black and coloured stuff on the newspaper is rather bitter.


Today, after a breakfast of that Burp cat food - it is growlingly good stuff - I got to work.

Under the desk.

There is a box of files and papers for easy access, and easy seating, not to mention giving me unbridled access to a plethora of wires that hang down the back of the main desk.

Mmmm, chewing wires sounds like a constructive - or maybe the word is destructive? - activity.


Going to the office is linked to something called work. My human sits at a desk and her paws tap a grey metal thing with symbols on it. It makes a clicking sound, which is rather intriguing. I keep trying to investigate, but she picks me up and removes me from the proximity of this thing she calls a keyboard.

Parrot cat

I decided to set myself to work on my own projects. This involves some physical activities such as exploring, jumping, leaping over the key board.

When I don't get access to the desk, then I practice my climbing - I've found that I can climb onto shoulders and create a parrot cat distraction. I wonder if the purpose of a cat is to create distractions?

Not sure about that green tea thing

Going to work you get to take breaks from time to time. My human drinks green tea. I tried it but don't think much of it. I think I shall stick to water. As for eating fruit ... grapes are OK for rolling around.

Once I get bored with all of that, I go back to killing the toy rat ten times, dragging that stupid teddy bear my human bought me around and showing him who is boss.

Such hard work.

Exhausting that work stuff

Good job there is a comfy bed close by.

Human Hygiene

There's that noise of water again

It has come to my attention that humans do not lick themselves to get clean.

This is rather perplexing.

I mean how do they wash?

Since I arrived, I have heard the sound of running water many times, and it was not the rain. Eventually, I found an area of the bathroom country that is often covered in puddles of water, which my human then mops up.

Goodness me, if she did all that pee, then it really is a lot! No wonder she needs such a large litter tray.

Then I realised that the pools of water had nothing to do with the litter tray. Humans have a litter tray that you sit on and then it sucks everything away. I want to see inside, but my human keeps closing the lid and telling me not to jump in.

Silly human, doesn't she understand, that is what kittens do - jump inside things!

Now back to the water thing.

Well, I decided, being a curious cat and because cats are supposed to be curious, to check it out.

I bounded up to where the noise was coming from and banged my head.

Smack!

There is water on the other side!

I think what hit me is called a shower door. Honestly, it is transparent, how am I supposed to see that. It is some evil Zargon trickery to make kittens bump their heads. (Zargon is the evil monster who zarged our cat planet many moons ago, which is why we live on Earth now).

Once I had stopped seeing birds and stars - birds are fun, you can chase them, but then they fly away - I noticed that my human was on the other side. She was using something called shampoo and shower gel and then standing under a torrent of water!

Water? She was getting herself wet!

Water is for drinking.

This is certainly not a very efficient way to wash. So I am going to stick to the cat way for now.

Mice and Men, or is it Mice and Rats?

During the day, I find myself visiting three countries and sometimes taking the human plane down the stairs to the kitchen. But mostly, I travel between the master bedroom country, the bathroom country and the study. 

I wasn't really chewing wires, honest!

Wow the study is interesting. Full of nooks and crannies - and wires! 

And then there's that Google thing, I am giving it a miss for the moment. It couldn't handle the number of characters I typed in the url search yesterday. 

Maybe Google doesn't believe in infinity?

So, after having a good chew at the iPhone sync cord, I noticed that there was a contraption that my human kept moving around. 

It definitely required some investigation.

Where is the head?

The perplexing thing about this contraption is that it is called a mouse. A computer mouse. So, I suppose it belongs to the computer? 

And there is that Google thing again. 

Now, how does this move?

Strange. 

So I took a look.

I thought that a mouse was supposed to have a head.

And a tail.

This is definitely not the right type of mouse to be playing cat and mouse with.

I think my human realised as this afternoon she brought me a white rat with a pink tail. 

This is just the best!

Practicing my rat catcher skills

Finally, I get to practice my rat and mice catching and killing skills! 

This will come in very useful at some point in time. 



I am not quite sure why it will be useful. 

So far I have not encountered any rats or mice in the three countries I have visited, nor the one down the stairs. 

Although, I have met the huge fluffy white cat again. I am getting rather skilled at Christmas-treeing my tail and giving him a scare. 

I suppose that is what you call a scaredy cat.

Adventures on my new planet

I went for an explore today. I tried a different country, it was called the master bedroom. It was huge!

I think there are some more countries to explore, but that involves going down stairs and I am not sure I can do that yet - they've got gaps and I might fall through.

Well, the master bedroom country was so immense that I got lost by the curtains and ended up slightly upset. I decided after that to spend some quality time near my pet carrier.

I am giving adventure a rest for a while

It wasn't long before I decided to play hide and seek with one of my new humans. I found an excellent spot, just behind the bed.

There is a little nook, where the lights are - Titus sized for now.

Googling around

After lunch, I tried my paws at some technology.

I tried googling, but all I got in response was the message:

'this is an error'

Not much good this Google thing.

Cuddles are cool

The advantage of having a few humans is that you get cuddled a lot.

This is rather nice when you are tired or if you want to play. 

I think I could star in the next Greek hero film

And sometimes they find a Titus-sized basket so I can practice being the figurehead of a ship.

Posing for the Camera

Taking a selfie means adjusting the focus

When having your photograph taken, it is extremely important that you are in the right frame of mind and in the right part of the frame.

However, if you are a bouncy, cheeky kitten, then the apparatus that is being used to take the photograph is extremely interesting.

Striking a pose

I have never heard of Madonna. Well, what do you expect? I am only 10 weeks old and I am not yet up on music and other things.

However, I did hear that she recommends that you strike a pose.

And here I am looking ultra cute

So I did.

All this excitement and jumping around made me rather sleepy.

Not sure about the rabbit with the carrot

So I had an early night.

You never know what adventures are waiting around the corner or under the sink, the bed, the sofa, or on the desk, tomorrow.

When meeting a larger cat

Make like a sideways Christmas Tree

Excitement. I got to ride in a car. They are rather strange animals as you can get inside them. Not your usual animal. They have things called doors that open and then they make a growly noise as they move forward and a beeping noise when they move backwards.

I think I prefer being a kitten. When I grow up, I am definitely going to be a cat, not a car.

Whoa! I stepped out of my carry basket into a completely different world. I found a pink handbag with a long strap that was really good to chew. 

Kate Spade handbags are great to chew

And after that, I decided to have a little walk around. My back legs don't work that well still, so I look like John Wayne just off his horse. I don't have a horse, but I think I might have been born in the Year of the Horse. I wonder if that means I might grow up to be a horse not a cat?

It was then that I met him. Or rather I bumped into him while I was dashing around having an explore. That's what cats are supposed to do, so I need to practice: explore and be curious.

He was a really huge fluffy white cat. He stood and looked at me. How silly is that? I mean everyone has seen a Titus kitten bounding and bouncing around. 

Instinctively, I knew. When in danger, I had to turn sideways and make like an angry Christmas tree with a spiky bog-brush tail. I gave him a hiss for good measure too. To my surprise, it worked and he ran off. 

When in danger, make like a sideways, spiky Xmas tree!

Way to go!

I am Titus the scary cheeky cat!

Then one of my new humans who wears a bell around her neck took me up some stairs to another universe where I could play and then sit on her lap - I like bells - maybe I could be a Tibetan cat? 

When she leant over her desk, I managed to grab hold of the prayer ball with the bell that she was wearing. 

What excellent fun all of this is. 

Kitten nap

It does get rather tiring though.

So I think I better take a cat - or in my case, because I am not a cat yet - kitten nap.

My Name is Titus

Hello, my name is Titus. 

I am not sure what it was before, but it is Titus now.

I decided to start a blog because there are not many cats or humans or anything really, that gets to have an adventure like I am having before they are 10 weeks old.

I am a cat. Well, a kitten really, but I will be a cat when I grow up.

I am not sure what happened to my mummy or the rest of my family. I was just there wandering around one day when a really kind lady found me and gave me a cuddle.

She took me to a place called Namly Veterinary Clinic, where I got checked out by a cool Vet, Dr Ling and given something to make sure I didn't have wormy things inside me and other things.

It was all rather scary really, but they don't call me Titus for nothing! 

I wasn't called Titus then, but I think I knew that was what my name was going to be.

Unfortunately, the nice lady who found me wasn't able to keep me. 

So I had to find a new home. I suppose I was alright wandering around the streets, but it can get a bit scary at night or if you fall in a storm drain.

As luck would have it, another Vet called Dr Oksana Bodnaruk knew a family who had just lost one of their cats - so by looking ultra cute, I managed to find a way to cheer them up. And now I am on my way to adopt them as my family!