Hi everycat,
Sorry I haven't been blogging for a while, Nick and Kate have been on holiday in Melbourne, and even though Uncle Simon looked after me very, very well, his Pablo-sitting duties do not extend to helping me blog (shame... might have to work on that for next time).
While in Melbourne, Nick and Kate went to the first game of the Australian Football League season: the Richmond Tigers (my team) versus the Carlton Blues (Kate's team). Both of our teams had a bad year last year (we finished last and second last respectively), and both were determined to make 2008 a better year. Unfortunately for Kate, Richmond ended up winning by 30 points, led by my hero, Matthew 'Richo' Richardson, who kicked 5 goals (=30 points). Here are some shots of the game:
A view of the Melbourne Cricket Ground (MCG) from Kate's seat behind the goals at the city end of the ground. Over 72,000 fans were at the game.
No. 12 in the yellow and black is Richo, my footballing hero. He's Tasmanian, you know! Here, he is playing in the full forward position, in front of the goals. He's waiting for his team mates to kick the ball to him, so he can turn around and kick a goal. No. 40 for Carlton is rookie defender Michael Jamison.
That's Richo again, this time from the front. This season, I hope I can get him down to Hobart to do a training session with the West Hobart Tigers, my team in the Southern Feline Football League.
Oh, and Kate wants me to say that it's this guy's 13th birthday today. Happy birthday, Ben (Kate's dog, who lives up at her parents' place, 300km from here. Not one kilometre too far, as far as I'm concerned).
Cheers,
--Pabs
Hel-lo, new toy!
Mmmm... smells like 'nip... (The label says it's a 'bouncing furry octopus', but it just looks like a regular mousie to me.)
Can you see my new mousie hanging in the doorway, ready to play?
I think the instructions say that I'm supposed to do what that cat is doing...
... but maybe later, huh, Kate? This is one of those toys that a cat has to be in the mood for.
And if Faz thinks I'm hip, it must be true! Thanks, Faz. This award was invented by Charlie, who said that the award must be passed on "to three hip bloggers to perpetuate the spirit of hip-ness, for which, if you need any help, you can refer to Zaphod Beeblebrox, who said, "I'm so hip, I can't see over my own pelvis!"
Like I said, the best of times and the worst of times. I'd trade all the awards in the blogosphere for healthy, happy friends! I'm sure we all would.
A view of the Melbourne Cricket Ground (MCG) from Kate's seat behind the goals at the city end of the ground. Over 72,000 fans were at the game.
No. 12 in the yellow and black is Richo, my footballing hero. He's Tasmanian, you know! Here, he is playing in the full forward position, in front of the goals. He's waiting for his team mates to kick the ball to him, so he can turn around and kick a goal. No. 40 for Carlton is rookie defender Michael Jamison.
That's Richo again, this time from the front. This season, I hope I can get him down to Hobart to do a training session with the West Hobart Tigers, my team in the Southern Feline Football League.
Oh, and Kate wants me to say that it's this guy's 13th birthday today. Happy birthday, Ben (Kate's dog, who lives up at her parents' place, 300km from here. Not one kilometre too far, as far as I'm concerned).
He's a gato from Mexico. My friend (and former housemate) Rachel brought him back from Mexico to give to me. I named him Javier, cause he's a little bit scary, like Javier Bardem in No country for old men ('What's the most you ever lost on a coin toss?'). I think he looks a little like he's dressed up for el dia de los muertos. Javier Gato, that is, not Javier Bardem.
