Thursday, May 18, 2006

What is a my-grin?

Dear furriends,
My Foster Mommy was going to blog today. But she came down with somefing called a my-grin and had to lie down quietly all day.
She keeps rubbing her head and furrowning. She says that it hurts. So I've been keeping a furry close watch on her head to see what exactly could be hurting her.

I don't know what a my-grin is. I don't know what it looks like or smells like or sounds like. But I will hunt it down and keep it away from my Foster Mommy's head.

Meanwhile, I've been keeping my Foster Mommy warm. I massage her softly with my paws and purr gently into her ears. Purrhaps that might help her feel better.

My Foster Mommy thinks I'm quite the hero for watching over her so closely.

She is hoping to get better by tomorrow so she can blog about who was our 10,000th reader. It'll be furry exciting!

~Bombay

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

BBC's Big Boo-Boo

BBC falls for 'expert' cabbie's banter

The driver was interviewed on TV after being mistaken for a specialist on music downloading

IT WAS not until midway through the live television interview that the BBC interviewer started to grow suspicious. The man whom she believed to be an expert on internet music downloads seemed to know precious little about his subject.


Not only that, but the stocky black man with the strong French accent bore little resemblance to the picture on the expert’s website, which showed a slim white man with blue eyes and blond hair.

The corporation’s News 24 channel apologised to its viewers yesterday and admitted that its interviewee was not Guy Kewney, the respected editor of Newswireless.net, but a local taxi driver.

The cabbie, who is better qualified to talk about traffic jams in Shepherds Bush, answered questions for several minutes on Apple Computer’s victory at the High Court against Apple Corps, the record label for the Beatles, The Times has learnt.

Karen Bowerman, the BBC’s consumer affairs correspondent, asked the driver what the implications were for Apple Computer, which is allowed to continue using its name and symbol for its iTunes music download service. He gave a rambling answer about how people would be able to download songs at internet cafés.

Ms Bowerman was nonplussed, but persisted. What about Apple? “I don’t know,” the driver replied. “I’m not at all sure what I’m doing here.”

It later emerged that the driver had been waiting for a client at the BBC Television Centre in West London, when a studio manager mistook him for the expert.

Confused but co-operative, he agreed to follow the manager to a studio, where he was promptly fitted with a microphone and placed in front of a camera.

Mr Kewney, meanwhile, was still waiting in reception when he saw the taxi driver being introduced under his name. “Anybody would have been fascinated to see me introduced live on air, as the expert witness in the studio,” he wrote on his weblog. “Me? Not fascinated; astonished! What would you feel, if, while you were sitting in that rather chilly reception area, you suddenly saw yourself — not sitting in reception, but live, on TV?”

He added that it was especially surprising because the man, who spoke with a French accent, looked nothing like him. “I’m not black. I’m not-black on a startling scale; I’m fair-haired, blue-eyed, prominent-nosed, and with the sort of pale skin that makes my dermatologist wince each time I complain about an itchy mole.”

He was amused at first, but realised that anyone watching would think he knew next to nothing about Apple Computer, online music or The Beatles.

When the driver was asked how the interview went, he replied: “Well, it was OK, but I was a bit rushed.”

He had been waiting at reception when the studio manager arrived to ask for Mr Kewney. The driver, whose visitor’s badge was marked with Mr Kewney’s name, raised his hand. According to Mr Kewney, the stage manager said: “To be honest, I did think it couldn’t be you. I mean, I’ve seen your picture on your website, and he didn’t look like you. So I asked him who he was, and he said, ‘Guy Kewney’ and I said, ‘Are you really Guy Kewney?’ and he said, ‘Yes’.”

The driver’s sang-froid slipped only when Ms Bowerman introduced him. In a video clip, which BBC staff can access through the corporation’s Jupiter cuttings system, a moment of realisation flashes across the man’s face. “Unfortunately we did make a mistake and the wrong guest was briefly interviewed on air before we cut to our reporter,” a spokeswoman said. “We apologise to viewers for any confusion.”

It is not the first time that the BBC has been embarrassed by a case of mistaken identity. Last year Rhodri Morgan, the First Minister of Wales, was mistaken for a cast member of Doctor Who when he was due to appear on the BBC Wales political show Dragon’s Eye.

Source: Times Online

Is a certain kitty getting too spoilt for words?

What with his Burberry scarf, sparkling house and pretty attendant...

I think the luxurious life may just be getting to Gucci's head. He won't even pose for his Daddy's camera anymore!

Photo courtesy of Melissa & Kenny
~5-Cat Style

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

The Cat Returns

Over the weekend, I watched The Cat Returns, an anime by the same creators who made the very charming and heart-warming My Neighbour Totoro, and the stunningly fantastical Spirited Away.

The Cat Returns is quite charming too.

It is about an ordinary school girl who saves the life of an extraordinary cat. In return for her good deed, she gets rewarded with catnip, a lawn covered in cattails, box-wrapped mice, etc, by all the neighbourhood cats.

Suddenly, she gets whisked away to The Kingdom Of The Cats where she is to be married off to the Cat Prince, whose life she had saved.

All this is done against the poor girl's will, of course.

So you get the idea... I won't say much more. I don't want to give too much away.

You'll get to meet some pretty fascinating characters. There is a Phileas Fogg-Zorro type of cat called The Baron.

The Baron looks and acts very much like Phileas Fogg...

... but is capable of pulling off the most amazing Zoro-like stunts.

There is also a fat, cranky, smug cat called Muta...

... who proves to be quite the comic relief and an equally agile stuntsman.

But, first... you'll have to get past the stereotypical portrayal of the goodies and the baddies, the commoners and the royal folk.

Let me ask you... what's wrong with the picture below?

In this anime, The King is a Persian cat, his Advisor is a Siamese... but the servants carrying the King are all Tabby cats.

Even the starving stray, who grows up and ends up marrying the Prince, is a pure white cat with blue eyes.
So you get the sense that only pretty cats enjoy the good life.

But, if you can put that aside, you'll enjoy this anime movie greatly.

Just one suggestion... I highly recommend watching The Cat Returns, and any other anime movie for that matter, in the original Japanese language with the relevant subtitling for you.

Whatever language you may speak, please watch this in Japanese and NOT in its translated version.

Somehow, after translation, the whole feel of the original movie is somewhat changed.

The changes in the wordings of the sentences end up altering the intended mood, and the alternate actors' voices just can't capture the same energy and innocence as the Japanese actors.

While My Neighbour Totoro still remains my absolute favourite anime, The Cat Returns has its place on my shelf of Most-Watched Lazy-Sunday DVDs.
I know you'll enjoy this.

~5-Cat Style

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Living together happily effur after

Gucci's Purrspective:
I'm finding that these days, Thing isn't so hard to live with... not like before, when she first arrived as a horrible surprise.
Thing is somewhat tolerable now. 'Cept that now, I have to constantly teach her all the finer points in life. Fur example, even though Thing is a girl cat, she doesn't know zip about grooming.
So before bedtime efurry night, I make Thing lie down in front of me for my careful inspection.

Usually I'll give her ears an extra good cleaning...

And then I'll lick the fur on the top of her head neatly into place...

After all that is done and Thing gets my approval, I find that I can sleep quite well with her.

It isn't too bad having a sisfur after all.

Tiffy's Purrspective:
I lurrve being back with my big bruffer! I lurrve purrlaying with him, scritching my ears with him, chowing down stinky goodness with him...
But there is nothing better than napping with him. I am still furry confused about which is the best napping position though. Can you help me?
Nap Position 1 - Head on top of full belly


Nap Position 2 - Head on top of chubby thigh


Nap Position 3 - Head against warm belly


Nap Position 4 - Head against furry back

What's your furrvourite napping position?

Photos courtesy of Melissa & Kenny
~5-Cat Style

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Rainy days make for sleepy days, don't they?

Here are more photos of Tiffy that I want to share with you.
So far, you have seen two sides to little Tiffy -- a shy and a super playful side. Now, you'll see a more... er... relaxed, subdued Tiffy.

It all begins with the pitter-patter of the falling rain


Drip-drop, drip-drop, drip-drop... Tiffy stares hypnotised


The head drops lower


The eyes get smaller...


... And smaller


Finally they shut


The head droops


Zzzz...


She rests her head on her paw


It's that much more comfy, you see


Sometimes she even tucks her head under to block out the light


But stetching out is what she loves best


It gives her the best nap...


The deepest sleep...


The bestest dreams...


The comfiest slumber!


Purrrrr...


Tiffy is quite the purring machine when she's asleep


She sure could compete with any roaring Harley Davidson


I love resting my head right next to hers


Her warmth and purring make me very very sleepy too


And she's one hard kitty to awaken


Prince Charming would have quite a task trying to kiss this one awake


Still... I say... smoochies all over this cutie face!

~5-Cat Style