Although Tutti is always thinking of ways to annoy me (stealing my food/toys, sitting on my head, playing with my tail when i'm sleeping, running around like a totally mental cat!!!!) and i get angry with her at times when she gets too much, she never fails to run right back at me to give me a loving nuzzle whenever i sulk and refuse to play with her anymore.

It's true we share a love-hate relationship but whenever i look at her innocent little face and those sky-blue eyes, i think i actually love her much much much more than i hate her *big goofy grin*...

Isn't she such a sweet little thing? That is, IF she stays still......

This is Tutti (i mentioned her in the last post as one of my best friends and a great partner to hone my herding skills with!) and i just realised she's been with the family for 1.5 years already! S sent some recent photos of her to her rescuer Uncle CW and he posted them online so everyone could see Tutti's transformation from a bag of bones to the fat cat she is now!

I love this post "Tutti - Happiness lost and found" to bits because it illustrates Tutti's life really well, from the first time she was sighted by her rescuer....to being fostered by Auntie P.....to bidding farewell to her and finally being adopted by S, me and Sophie!!!

Oh, and there's another post featuring me - "Tutti and Chester teach us 'human'-harmony" too! I love the pic featured in the post because i think it really shows how affectionate Tutti is as a cat and how i feel so lucky that she's part of our big happy family! Go check it out!

And so I have been sulking for the past week because S cruelly "abandoned" me and left on a jet plane to the US. I have been sitting at the door every night waiting for her return but to no avail! She did call and tried to talk to me 2 days ago but i was too upset to speak to her. How could she?!?! I'm now bored silly because rightfully, i should be at my agility training now having some solid frisbee fun. ARGH!!

I don't think i'm the only one at home feeling listless because S is not around. The cats aren't too happy as well and things have been really quiet in the household. All of us have been pretty much sleeping our days away, wishing time will pass quickly so that S (and her TLC!) will be back with us again!

Here's Tutti spending a quiet moment alone missing S and the daily face rubs with her. I suspect she's also meditating on fried ikan bilis and toy mice too......

Hmmm. And here's old Sophie taking care of S's hamster on her behalf. Well hopefully when S returns, the cage will not be empty!!!!!

Whatever it is, we all miss S! Mummy, please come home soon!!!!! *wailssss*

My grand-daddy (S's daddy) has been a little upset lately. You see, he's a nice man who loves decorating the house with his own handicrafts but recently, the grasshoppers that he made out of green ribbon (that stood on places like the tv top and various other locations) started disappearing mysteriously!!

Who kidnapped the grasshopper?!

Being "the nose" in the household, i decided to play sleuth and roped in Sophie (the 18-year-old grandmama Burmese) to be my sidekick. Actually, we already have a suspect in mind but because we lacked evidence, we didn't think it was a good idea to go around accusing others. 

One fine day, while everyone was enjoying their siesta, i heard some rustling in the living room and was very sure that the grasshopper-napper was up to her tricks again. Sophie and I acted as fast as we could and finally caught the culprit in the act!!!

Here's the evidence on film:

Sophie, a cat of few words, simply sat in front of Tutti and gave her a disapproving look as if to say, "Grow up, kid!" 

That's me, Inspector Chester, with the "grashopper-napper". (Actually i don't really give a damn what she kidnaps, as long as it's not my bone or toys!) 

That's me and my sidekick Sophie, finally closing in on the grasshopper-napper, Tutti!!!! GOTCHA TUTTI!

As you can see, Sophie's stare CAN kill. See the shell-shocked expression on Tutti's face, to the extent that she even released the grasshopper without us having to use any force! Let me say this again: Sophie's stare CAN KILL, so don't you dare stare at her if you come over to my place.

Oh, and because of Sophie's killer-stare, it wasn't necessary for me to flash any of my doggy weapons. So there, i went back to doing what i do best - butt sniffing!!! Hee hee!

Anyway, we freed the grasshopper and S returned it to its rightful position (on top of the tv). Of course, Tutti got a earful from S for holding the grasshopper hostage and inflicting serious injuries on it  - the grasshopper has since lost his feelers and suffers from a fractured left leg!!!! What an eventful afternoon!!

Before i forget, anyone interested in dating me out for a drink? Oh well, if you wanna score a date with either the man or the woman human, i can lend them to you  IF and only IF i don't need them around! It's for a good cause anyway and part of the proceeds go towards SPCA. Call me, babe!!

Tuts and me, having some fun (well, her kind of fun anyway).  The way she rubs herself on me (and everyone else in the family) is so unbecoming! What happened to the theory that cats are reserved, aloof and cool?! I certainly have more dignity than that. Heh heh.

Anyway, I will slowly introduce my family members one by one but thought i'd start with Tutti first since she's the newest addition and my favourite playmate at home.

Most Border Collies cannot stand cats because we basically abhor any sort of disorder and that includes cats that prance around like sheep. I was made to socialise with cats since young because S still had Cocoa then and wanted  to make sure i didn't chase, herd, nip or murder her the moment i see her, so there, i like cats and tolerate them pretty well. Oh unless the cats overstep the boundary and try to steal what's mine - my bone, my food, my toys and most of all, MY human companion, S.

Tutti is only 1 year old and so has plenty of energy to spare. We spend time chasing each other around the house but i get upset when she jumps on the sofa and cuddles up to S, because i'm not allowed to do so and that cat is!!!!! Very biased treatment, if you ask me. 

Anyhooooo, i probably have said this many times but here's it again: if you want a cat or dog, please adopt one from our local shelters! There are plenty of homeless animals around (like Tuts before she joined us and Kingsley before S, the other one not mine, kindly took him in)  waiting for a kind soul like you to give them the love they deserve. 

Here's where you can go if you want to adopt a rescue animal:
SPCA
Cat Welfare Society
Metta Cats
Animal Lovers League
Action For Singapore Dogs

If you have more to add to the list, just give me a shout out okay? Gonna go chew on my bone now.

This is Kingsley and I at our training ground, admiring some furry babe at a distance - look how we're leering and drooling at the same time? Hee hee! 

It's agility day (aka hot dog day) again tomorrow!! I'm a happy woof-woof!!

And if you didn't know, i live with 2 other cats in the household, one of which is Tutti who was adopted from the Cat Welfare Society in January 2006. S still sends regular mms or pictures to the CWS people just so they can set their hearts at ease knowing that Tuts is doing well. The mms that S sent out a couple of days has been posted up on vegancat's blog. You can also read Tutti's story and her bittersweet parting with foster mum Phyllis, when S finally brought her home to join our family. 

Although Tuts can be a pain in the ass at times (especially when she eyeballs my food), i'm just so glad she found a home in us.

 
The little monster at home.

For those who didn't know, Tutti was adopted from the Cat Welfare Society. After Cocoa passed away, i took her in because i had space for another. Some thought i was trying to fill the void that Cocoa left, but i know for myself that it wasn't the case. If it was, i would have adopted the black cat we saw at Phyllis' place, whose mannerism reminds me of Cocoa so much. Too much.

Each pet that i have is special to me in its own way and there's no way one can replace the other.

I dread thinking about old Sophie sometimes. Not sure how much more time she has but i know for myself that at the very least, i've given her a few more good years and the second chance that she so deserved. Sigh.

I can feel my throat getting knotty already.