Remember when...?

This was me about four years ago.

I didn't know that I have such a long tongue. It must have been super hot!

My Blog, My Rules!

OK, I have finally had it. I am completely outnumbered by these pesky things known as "cats" and not only do I have to share my living space, I have to share my blog as well?

Not if I can have a say in it and I do, of course! (This is my blog after all!)

From now on, all of Donut's posts will be on his own blog at:
http://donutfold.blogspot.com

Tofu will appear here and there until we figure something out. Poor guy, he is a nomad online. I don't mind sharing with him though since we've been sharing for a couple of years already.

Love,
Jemma

donut, scottish fold, blog, scottish fold blog, cute

I want to go home!

Today, I am missing my home and family in Alberta a lot. I have not been back to visit them in a few months, but they have come to see me recently.

I miss my house.


I miss my aunts and uncle cuddling and giving me the best pets.

(This picture makes me look scary. I think it's fitting for Halloween.)

Bring me back, mom, I promise never to wreck your my walls again, okay?


Love,
Jemma

What, folded ears?

Two months ago, I posted about mom bringing home a Devon Rex. Then you guys never heard of her again. This is because she went back to the breeder to find a more suitable home. I said in my original post she *most likely* will become a permanent member since we were not sure. We do not want to get into the details of the entire thing publicly, so I will just say that the breeder was not sure whether she would work out in our home either, so she openly offered to take the kitten back in if she did not work out in a few weeks. It did not work out well at all and mom sadly had to bring her back.

During the last two months, we have yet again gone searching for a suitable family member. Mom went through a lot of waiting, phoning, e-mailing, and visiting catteries. A couple of times, she was almost certain about a couple of kittens, but those fell through, too.

But now...



Yes, my brother the traitor welcomes any and every one into our house!! I need to have a talk with him.

The kitten is a blue smoke Scottish Fold. He looks much darker in pictures than in real life.

And of course I'm not in any of those pictures because you will never find me near those sneaky cats, ever...unless I'm forced.


Okay, maybe not.

Love,
Jemma

Torture

I had a bath and groom today.

Getting wet makes me miserable.

We both want the fly so bad!

P.S. Don't worry - the fly was not harmed and he was released. Mom ruined our fun.

Back when the hammies were still around...

They were like CatTV to Tofu. They were fun to watch.

(RIP Wilbur -- he was just the sweetest dwarf hamster. Mom saved him from euthanization at the SPCA. His cage was at the very back of all cages. He had no chance. She adopted him in 2007 and he passed away earlier this year.)

Mom called him a teddy bear.


And they were also fun to sleep with. Uh, Tofu, you're doing a very bad job guarding the hamster!

(This was Shmily. Her name stood for "See How Much I Love You". She was a friendly Syrian hamster.)

Sticking with the flower-themed post (two posts ago), this is an older picture of me associating with, of course, pretty things again -- this time, a rose.

It must have been during my full-blown scratch & itch period of time since there was so much gunk around my eyes. Not very pretty.


Also, did you know? Tofu liked jumping into and then hiding in school bags/backpacks as a kitten. I think he wanted to go to school and learn.





Too bad Mom never brought him...

Love,
Jemma