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BBC NEWS | Americas | Mexicans seek cats to fight rats

Health officials in the Mexican state of Chihuahua are recruiting hundreds of cats to fight a rat plague in a remote mountain area, the AP news agency says.

we wonder if the pay is any good...

my secret life

This is Tomas.

On Friday, as soon as Mom turned her back, I jumped on top of the slabs near the bins in the 'bad area' and jumped over onto the neighbor's stacked tires.

Suddenly. Inexplicably. I was face to face with Barney. (No, not the huge stupid American dinosaur.) Barney: the next door dog.

I was frozen.

Then I heard Mom calling my name and suddenly she was behind me, saying "What are you doing??!!" and then Barney barked.

Mom says (helpfully), "I told you never to go next door!"

Barney's mom came out and both moms were laughing. Very funny.

I slowly backed away and jumped down.

Mom says, "Now I hope you've learned your lesson and won't go over there ever again!!"

Next day, Saturday. Mom lets me out for my after-breakfast outdoor break, and I just straight onto the slabs and onto the tires. I'm desperate to teach that damn Barney a lesson!!

But, alas, Dad grabbed me and took me back. They were astounded that I wasn't afraid of stupid Barney.

Now skip ahead (past some very secret doings) and it's today, Tuesday. Mom's away looking after lovely Auntie Lucy, and Dad's watching us... or so he thinks...

I pretend that I'm settling down in the middle of the garden, not a care or ambition in the world, but as soon as Dad turns his back to make his lunch, I jump the slabs and the tires and jump down into the neighbor's garden.

Suddenly I hear Dad yelling after me and he has to go around and through the neighbor's garden door to get to me, scoop me up bring me back. Meanwhile, Tenzin is on the counter, eating his lunch (he loves croissants and cream cheese sandwiches).

Dad calls Mom and asks her to come home. Wimp.

Anyway, so then Dad sees Barney's mom a few minutes later and lets her know he had to go into her garden to get me. She says, "Yeah, he's been back there a few times, looking through our back door screen."

Dad is flabbergasted! hahahahahahahahahaha
He had no idea what I'd been doing the last few days!!!! hahahahahahahahahahahaha

hmmm... Hey, where's Dad going with that chicken wire???

footie as of 27/9

we don't understand why dad seems to win everything all the time. :(

tenzin: 26
tomas: 27
dad: 34
mom: 25

update on hiding places

tomas says:

yes, yes. the last two days i hid again in the morning, thinking i was going to be carted off like cattle to some da*n vet again.

but no, no. nothing happened. and today i finally felt *fairly* confident to follow mom into the kitchen to ask for breakfast.

and, as you can see, i'm not at the vet's. so maybe i can start relaxing a little again...

footie as of 20/9

tenzin: 21
tomas: 21
dad: 24
mom: 19

dad's pulling ahead, while mom is catching up.
we're just kind of sittin' here, waiting to be fed.

Premiership Football

Okay. We're a bit late in this, but here's how we want the League Tables to end this season:

Tenzin/Tomas/Dad/Mom
Chelsea/Aston Villa/AV/AV
Aston Villa/Chelsea/New/Liver
Middles./Middles/WBA/WBA
CP/CP/Liver/Everton
WBA/Liver/Bolton/Totten
Tot/Nor/Man City/New
Liver/Tot/Nor/Port
Nor/WBA/Chelsea/Ful
New/New/Arsenal/Charlton
Man U./Man U./Everton/Middles
Ever/Charl/Charl/Black
Port/South/South/Birm
Black/Bolton/Black/CP
Birm/Ful/Middle/Nor
Man City/Everton/Port/Man City
Charl/Port/CP/Chelsea
South/Black/Ful/South
Bolton/Birm/Birm/Ars
Fulham/Man City/Man U./Bolton
Arsenal/Arsenal/Tott/Man U.

Individual match results through 13 September:

Tenzin: 20
Tomas: 20
Dad: 20
Mom: 16

i'm not embarrassed

tomas says:

i just came out from under the bed. i'm not embarrassed about it. i'm not ashamed that i was scared. my parents are mean and last time they shut me in a room it meant i was about to go to the vet (see below). of course, i'd forgotten that every other day we get shut into a room while they're feeding the damn birds. (tenzin might believe they're just fattening them up for us, but i don't believe it for a minute.)

anyway, i'm out now.

catnip cat

My catnip cat is full of spunk
It races here and races there
Has more pep than most catnip cats
It leaps and sails straight through the air

This is expected I am told
It's addicted to catnip plant
Takes a snip at every chance
Then off it goes, and off to rant!

My catnip cat's a loving beast
Regardless, its vivacious way
Suns in sun on the window sill
Watches for birds to scare away!

Purrs for food when not "catnipping"
Tumbles with yarn ball on the floor
Realistically, I should think
Who from catnip cat could ask more?
written yesterday by our 90-year old great grandmother, Mary Masten Kimmel

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17 September 2004

the whole sorry story.

tomas says:

(wed. 8pm) for some strange reason, mom just whisked me off to the kitchen and gave me DOUBLE my supper... THREE whole hours early! and poor sucker tenzin was sleeping the whole time. HA HA HA HA HA. :) (think i'll go sit on mom's lap now and show how grateful i am...)

(wed. 11pm) now tenzin has been whisked off to the kitchen for HIS supper. and i was not invited!!! what is going on???

(thurs. 6pm) well... let me tell you what happened. this morning i get up and i'm not very hungry, which is odd. then suddenly i'm put in that damn box and whisked off into the car to... YES, back to the vet's! i was just there less than a bloody week ago!!!... and so i'm pissed... of course. and they're touching me and all that. (of course, they all think i'm quite lovely, but anyway...) suddenly i get really really sleepy and then i don't remember anything until i wake up and feel really groggy and loads of fur is missing from my butt!!!!! can you believe it? my only consolation is that i have a permanently broken tail so no one is ever going to see it. but still. i'm also very achy and VERY hungry. then dad picks me up and i'm blessedly at home, except i'm still not being fed.

i think days go by before i'm given a little snack. hardly satisfying and i still feel like such sh*t: can't sleep, can't still still. my eyes are watering and itchy. miserable.

(thur 11pm) well, i'm much better now. had loads of little snacks and then just a little while ago i had a nice big dinner. i still don't feel like myself, but i do think i can sleep now.

(fri 7pm) i'm much much better now. just a bit sleepy. luckily, mom's having a blah blah day so the three of us are all curled up in the living room watching the telly together. :)

moral of the story: never trust your mother when she gives you extra supper three hours early. (somehow i think i'll forget this next time... because there's always a bloody next time... but oh well.)

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10 September 2004

about ecology

tomas says:

i overheard mom and dad talking about how right now we're at the dinner table, eating, but one day we'll be the ones being eaten.

they said when tenzin dies, poetic justice would have tenzin being eaten by flies...

i guess that means one day i'll be eaten by fake mice and toilet rolls...

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