Bella's Blog

Willow sucks

2007-11-06T22:07:00.000+11:00

Last weekend was horrible. A puppy named Willow stayed at our house. I didn't like Willow from the very beginning. She is not as cute as me but she thinks she is and she is really good at getting attention. She is so manipulative. The parents are hopeless when it comes to Willow. All she has to do is plop her butt down on the floor and they shower her with praise. I was really embarrassed for my parents every time I saw them fall for one of Willow's ploys. Willow actually thought that I would want to be friends with her. No chance. At one point she finally realized how cool I am. She was totally idolizing me by the time she left. I was still really glad when she finally left.

My new boyfriend

2007-10-19T20:56:00.000+10:00

I have had a boyfriend for a while but I was trying to keep it a secret. He has been really obvious about it lately, calling really loudly for me to come out to the front yard to see him. I hope that Mommy and Daddy JerJer don't make a big deal about it.

He came over tonight and Mommy and Daddy took lots of pictures. We separated after the camera came out - I sat in the planter and he sat on the other side of the fence, on the foot path. Then we just decided to pretend that the camera wasn't there. We got up on the ledge together. The photo shoot was kind of embarrassing but then they left and let us be. I think that they understand that I need to have some good friends in the neighborhood. I mean, I just get so sick of puppies sometimes.

Quincy

2007-10-15T22:01:00.000+10:00

Yep - that's right. Another one has moved in. Another puppy.

He is here because he had to have surgery on his legs and he needs to recover at our house. His house has a lot of stairs and he needs to avoid stairs for a few weeks. No stairs here!

Mommy and Daddy JerJer were a bit worried about how I would deal with this one, Quincy. They have been surprised that I have been so comfortable being involved with Quincy.

Here's the thing - this puppy is obviously no threat at all. I am clearly prettier, cleaner and smarter than him. He really needs my help. I have been diving in and enjoying my job as assistant puppy trainer (APT). I have been checking on Quincy a lot and helping to make sure he is eating and drinking. Sometimes I help eat the food for him. I love puppy food!!

Friday night

Saturday morning

Sunday night

Back in the game!

2007-10-03T21:35:00.000+10:00

Quinta, Quinta, Quinta!

I have been number one for as long as I can remember - until Quinta moved in. I was patient for months but then I realized I needed to make a stand. I will no longer tolerate being left out. I had to go to some extreme measures - one which included breaking part of Mommy's computer - but my parents got the message.

I was included in a family trip to Bicentennial Park on Sunday. It was really fun. I was the best walker and everyone noticed. We went to the start of the mangroves section of the park.

Helping on gardening day

2007-09-30T15:42:00.000+10:00

Facebooking!

2007-09-09T20:19:00.000+10:00

I need to get back into my blogging. I spend way too much time on Facebook. I just love to tag myself in photos on Facebook. It is such a great feature for someone like me. Surprisingly, I only have two photo albums of myself on my Facebook profile page. The first album features pictures of ME - all of me! The second album, which I titled, "All Dressed Up," features photos of me in all of my various outfits. I also have my own appreciation group on Facebook, The Bella Moon Appreciation Society.

Anyway, Quinta and I have also been into making our photos into pop-art. How cute are we!!

My family is back

2007-08-27T19:55:00.000+10:00

After Daddy JerJer left, my aunt Bronwen came to hang out with me for a few weeks. That was nice but I am always happy to see my parents again. I was even happy about seeing my sister, Quinta, again. I kind of missed her.

I think that Quinta missed me too because she let me sit in the outside bed without climbing in and squishing me like she usually does. (She doesn't understand how big she is compared to me!)

Winter break

2007-08-05T19:40:00.000+10:00

Well, Mommy and Quinta left for a while. It was just Daddy JerJer and me left at our house. Daddy JerJer got really sick so I had to take care of him. He had fever and would awake to find me curled up next to his head with all 4 of my feet placed on his forehead. It may be seen as a selfish way for me to warm up my chilly feet but I was really interested in helping my dad cool down and feel better. (My feet are usually quite cold in winter, especially since I have been spending a lot of time whacking my mousie-poos over the chilly floors. All of my mousie-poos came out of hiding the day that Quinta left for her holiday.) Shoot, the sooner Daddy gets better, the sooner he could get up to feed me. Thankfully, Grandma Karyn and Grandpa Tony came over to feed me and they took Daddy JerJer to see a doctor.

It is really important to have a daddy during the winter months. They are really warm. My daddy carries me to bed so that I don't have to get out of my blanket.

My new hero

2007-07-17T12:14:00.000+10:00

This cat is my hero!

Nightmare on William Street

2007-06-19T13:36:00.000+10:00

I awoke with a start this morning. I had a nightmare about a big, white, jumpy, annoying puppy moving into my home. I ran out of bed to check to make sure that it was just a horrible dream.

You can imagine the horror I felt when I checked the second bedroom. It wasn't a dream. My nightmare is reality.

Why has Quinta now become a part of my dream world? It was my only escape from her. Now I have NOTHING!! HISSSSSSSSS! HIIIISSSSSSSSSS!

Look at this! I even have to share my Daddy-time with her. Why doesn't she just get a life and leave me alone!

My latest obsession.

2007-06-13T18:30:00.000+10:00

I am currently obsessed with ladders. I like climbing up them. Quinta can't climb ladders. Sometimes I like climbing down them but usually JerJer falls for my damsel in distress act and he carries me down safely. Oh, and I have also been into tagging.

Sorry Day!

2007-05-26T20:56:00.000+10:00

Today is Sorry Day.

I would like to take a minute to say sorry to my parents.

I am sorry for not keeping better track of my mousie-poos.

I am sorry for going over my annual budget.

I am sorry for teaching Quinta about defiance (about how to be a little punk like me!).

I am sorry for continuing to lick Heater even though I keep burning my tongue.

I am sorry for demanding breakfast well before 7am on a daily basis.

I am sorry for biting your arm when you fail to get up the first time I ask for breakfast in the morning. I am also sorry for pulling your hair when biting doesn't get you out of bed to give me my breakfast.

I am sorry that I wandered too far from home and came back beat up a few weeks ago. I know that it worried you.

I am sorry that I can't tolerate Quinta's breath.

I am sorry that I regularly try to claw my way into Quinta's snacks. I am also sorry about when I manage to get into Quinta's snacks that I eat them until I vomit.

I am sorry that I have been tucked away in blankets lately. Well, I am not really sorry about that. It has been COLD!!
Well, I think that about sums it up.

My new DIVA pink play shirt

2007-05-04T20:11:00.000+10:00

Mommy gave me a new shirt. It is pink. This is my first pink piece of clothing. Oh, and she gave one to Quinta too. Mine is for when I hang out outside. It is supposed to help protect my skin from the harmful rays of the sun. (Don't tell anyone but some of my beauty marks are actually pre-mature age spots from spending too much time out in the sun.) Mommy understands that I have a kind of personality that can't tolerate living my whole life cooped up in the house. She allows me to really live.

The weird thing is that the shirt Mommy got for me is HUGE! Hello Mommy!! Remember?? I went on a diet and now I am a size O!! At least I look better in my pink shirt than Quinta looks in hers. Quinta looks stupid in pink.

My pretty gift to Quinta

2007-04-28T15:11:00.000+10:00

I must be pretty good at this procedurement thing! I've saved enough money by changing food that I was able to afford a new necklace for my little sister Quinta. I wanted to get her a whole new outfit but I haven't found the right one yet.

Quinta's new necklace is a pretty one sort of like my favourite necklace, except it's yellow and it's thicker. It's even encrusted with lots of Bella stones so that it sparkles when she walks.

Here is a picture of Quinta and me looking really pretty.

My sister, my future

2007-04-23T22:25:00.000+10:00

My sister gets to go for a lot of walks. I don't get to go as often but it is sure fun when I do get to go! These pictures are from our family walk on Saturday. It was super fun!

Right now my sister is sick. She has the same thing that I had a few months ago. I feel bad for her.
My sister has me thinking about my future. When Quinta grows up, she is going to be a Companion Dog or an Assistance Dog.

I feel like I really need to think of goal. I mean, modeling was the easy choice due to my unique beauty but I HATE dieting. I am starting to have new ideas for my future. I have been learning about Procedurement - or something like that - from Daddy JerJer. For example, back when I ate dry food, my food cost $.80 per day. Now that I eat canned wet food, my food costs $.60 per day. Like Daddy says, "I will bank that saving." I am saving up to buy a sweater for Quinta. She only has one outfit. That is totally sad.

10 Things I Hate About Quinta!

2007-03-25T14:02:00.000+10:00

I hate the way you follow me
And the way you bounce around
I hate that someone has to let you out
Because you poop on the ground

I hate your big dumb clumsy paws
And that you get so many treats
I hate you so much it makes me jump the fence
And wander around the streets.

I hate that you get lots of play time
I hate it when you chew on my mice.
I hate that you are super messy
And that you always try to be nice

I hate that I check on you at night
And the way you retrieve a ball.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

The Order of Importance

2007-03-16T13:49:00.000+11:00

Quinta needs to get a few things straight. Her name means Fifth for a reason.
In our house, this is the order of importance:
1. Bella
2. Mommy
3. JerJer
4. Sayid (my favourite mousie-poo - picture below)
5. Quinta

I am famous!

2007-03-14T11:03:00.000+11:00

For Grandma Linda's birthday, Mommy, JerJer and I sent her a birthday message via the Redlands Daily Facts! We took a picture of ourselves near the Sydney Opera House. In the picture, we held a copy of The Redlands Daily Facts and a sign that said Happy Birthday to Grandma Linda. The picture to the left is from our drive over to the Opera House. It was a fun afternoon. Everyone wanted to take my picture. Only one person asked if I am preggars. Huge improvement!

Our picture was in the newspaper today!! I feel famous. But more importantly, hopefully Grandma Linda feels our love from afar.

Grandma Linda is a really nice grandma. She helped with my move to Sydney.

Happy Birthday Grandma. I hope you aren't too embarrassed!

Are you kidding?

2007-03-11T16:34:00.000+11:00

Before anyone accuses me of jealousy or whatever, I just want to make it clear that I don't dislike Quinta. She is OK.

But seriously, the next time she tries to lick my face with her big slobbery tongue, I may have to be very firm with her. I will not tolerate that crap.

And excuse me but, whoop dee doo, Quinta finally peed and pooped in the correct area of the backyard. I won't mention how many times she pottied in the wrong place. I find it appalling and pathetic.

I may just be a little cranky today. My beauty sleep was disturbed several times throughout the night and early morning when Mommy or JerJer took Quinta outside to try to potty.

My new little sister

2007-03-10T17:56:00.000+11:00

Okay so my new little sister is pretty cute and all (it must be something in our family genes) but I'm pretty sure that she has some sort of mental deficiency. She doesn't even understand simple rules like pee in your litter-box and she thinks that picking up two mousie-poos at a time is allowed. I think that Mommy and Jerjer agree with me because they didn't even bother getting her a litter-box. They just keep taking her outside and letting her pee like a wild animal. They have even been praising her for managing to pee in the garden rather than right on the bricks where I sun-bathe.

In this video of me having fun in the sun, I demonstrate the best spot for rolling on the bricks. If this new puppy person had even bothered to do her research and had watched the video then she would know that it is NOT a good place for peeing.

Quinta seems to really like me. Well, she seems to like everything. I don't think she can be trusted. Also, she puts everything in her mouth. She displays no caution at all. It is just weird. Here is the photo album with pictures from today.

Big news!!

2007-03-08T15:39:00.000+11:00

I am getting a sister. Her name is Quinta and she is moving in on Saturday. Mommy, JerJer and I are going to help her become a good doggie. She is going to be an Assistance Dog when she grows up. I haven't decided what I am going to be when I grow up, either an international super model or something that involves climbing. I like climbing.

26 seconds of fun in the sun!

2007-03-04T23:34:00.000+11:00

I made a short video for my grandpa Ed. It is his birthday today. I wanted him to see me enjoying the sunshine. I know he misses me. I also wanted him to see how well I am doing on my diet. I am looking totally thin and fit.

It's Mardi Gras!!!

2007-02-20T23:08:00.000+11:00

Happy Fat Tuesday!! In this picture it may look like I have been indulging in excessive ammounts of yummy fish (and lizards) but - SURPRISE! - the picture was taken just over week ago, at the very start of my diet.

Last night I had an official weigh-in. My dad did the maths and it turns out that I have lost over 5% of my body weight in 9 days. If I were on the Australian Biggest Loser this season, I would have won the weigh in - by a HUGE percentage. Maybe the contestants should have Mommy and JerJer control their diet.

I wasn't planning on having a weigh-in but I ended up at the emergency vet last night and vets are all fanatical about taking measurements. They always need to know how much I weigh and what the temperature is like inside my bum. I question their methods.

Anyway, the reason I ended up at the emergency vet was because I kept having weird hallucinations about needing to pee. Mommy got worried because I was in my litter box trying to pee about every five to ten minutes. The first thing the vet asked was if I had been hanging out with boy kitties. I wish! I still don't have a single boyfriend in our new neighborhood. After the vet took all their measurements, I was given a shot of an anti-inflammatory. I seem to be all better today. Thank goodness!! If I kept having hallucinations, I was going to have to go back to the vet today.

I still need to lose a little bit more weight but Mommy says that I don't need to lose it so fast.

Bald like me!

2007-02-18T17:32:00.000+11:00

Well, you can only imagine my excitement when Britney decided that she wanted to look more like me! Having been bald my whole life, I feel that I have a few things to share with Britney regarding baldness!

Here is my favourite bedtime story about a girl who became bald:

There once was a girl who woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and noticed she had only three hairs on her head. Well," she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today!" So she did and she had a wonderful day.

The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had only two hairs on her head.
"H-M-M," she said, "I think I'll part my hair down the middle today?" So she did and she had a grand day.

The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that she had only one hair on her head. "Well," she said, "today I'm going to wear my hair in a pony tail." So she did and she had a fun, fun day.
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that there wasn't a single hair on her head.

"Yea!!" she exclaimed, "I don't have to fix my hair today!"

One of Mommy's favourite musicians, Ani DiFranco, used to be bald too. Ani has sung about how some people have treated her and her bald friends. I have also experienced some harsh challenges due to my lack of hair. Britney, being bald is great but you will have to accept that there will be haters.

they say goldfish have no memory
i guess their lives are much like mine
and the little plastic castle
is a surprise every time
and it's hard to say if they're happy
but they don't seem much to mind

from the shape of your shaved head
i recognized your silhouette
as you walked out of the sun and sat down
and the sight of your sleepy smile
eclipsed all the other people
as they paused to sneer at the two girls
from out of town

i said, look at you this morning
you are, by far, the cutest
but be careful getting coffee
i think these people wanna shoot us
or maybe there's some kinda local competition here
to see who can be the rudest

Mommy"s Birthday!

2007-02-12T22:56:00.000+11:00

Mommy turned really old today. I got lots of lovin'. Birthdays are fun! I wonder when Sayid is going to have a birthday. Sayid is my favourite mousy-poo. I am going to make sure we have a fun party for him.

The V - E - T

2007-02-10T20:59:00.000+11:00

Yes, I know what that spells. I hate it when Mommy and JerJer try to be sneaky by spelling things like V-E-T and W-A-L-K as if I won't know what they are talking about.

The fact is, I haven't had to go to the vet since I had the "teeth cleaning" back in December 2005. Mommy knew that I would deal with the visit to the vet better if we didn't have to return to the site of my near death. This time I went to a kitty vet, the Paddington Cat Hospital. There were lots of other kitties there but I wasn't in the mood to make friends. I just wanted the whole thing to be over.

The reason I had to go for a check-up is because I have had a coughing/reflux issue. It turns out that I may have an irritated digestive tract. I have to starve until tomorrow morning and then I get to start eating a new kind of food that is specially formulated for kitties with sensitive intestinal tracts. I am not enjoying Operation Starve Bella. I can't wait to try my new food.

While the whole vet visit wasn't that bad, I still don't want to go again for another year, at least. I mean, it is really hard to hear about how fat I am. Yes, I have high self-esteem but NO, I don't like to hear that I am a 7 out of 9 on the fat scale. Thank goodness Mommy and JerJer were there. When I felt scared or embarrassed, I hid my face in between Mommy's arm and her body. And JerJer was there as my body guard. He was always right there keeping an eye on me.

I am sooooo hungry. I think that I will go remind Mommy and JerJer again. One of them is bound to break and feed me soon.

Dealing with the parentals

2007-02-06T11:46:00.000+11:00

Usually my mom and dad get mad when I leave the backyard. But the thing is, I am tricky and I have figured out that even when I climb over the fence and spend some time at the neighbors house, as long as I come back home and knock and meow at the front door, Mommy and JerJer are too proud of me to be mad. They are so weird.The thing that really gets Mommy mad is when I jump up to the roof. I got stuck on the roof again and she had to bring out the ladder to save me again. I thought that maybe I had left my mousie-poo Sayid up on the roof. That was the only reason I went up there. Seriously.

It was just awful. After Mommy saved me this time she was so mad that she stopped talking to me and even stopped looking at me for the rest of the day. I HATE being ignored. I feel so sad when I am ignored. Thank goodness Daddy came home to help me write an apology note to Mommy. Here is a picture of me giving my mom the apology note.

Summer Fun!

2007-02-01T16:46:00.000+11:00

I like climbing. I like climbing A LOT. The thing is, I stuggle with getting down from things - trees, fences, the roof. Mommy and JerJer help me get down when ask for help. I mean, I COULD get down by myself but I like it when I get carried down.

Nothing but trouble

2007-01-28T21:43:00.000+11:00

Let me tell you - I LOVE the sun. Everyone knows how much I love the sun! The weird thing about my birthday was that there was actually too much sun. I didn't think it was possible but seriously, it was too hot. It was so hot that my pretty pink balloons kept popping. I had a fun party anyway! I am no longer a little 5-year old. I am now 6-teen!
My parents say that I have been nothing but trouble since I have become a teenager. I am currently grounded for the whole roof-climbing issue. (It was soooo fun!)
Since I was grounded this weekend, I wasn't allowed to go to Mollymook with my parents. Grandma Karyn came to hang out with me. That was fun. It didn't even feel like I was grounded when Grandma Karyn was here.

Now my parents are back and we are all watching tennis. Who am I cheering for? Well, I want to cheer for Grandpa Ed but Mommy says that he is not in this competition and that he hasn't been in any tennis competition since he attended university. Whatever. GOOOO Grandpa Ed!!

Hippy Litter

2007-01-11T15:04:00.000+11:00

My mom has been talking about it for years and she has finally gone through with it. She has done away with clay litter. Apparently she has been reading again that it is really bad for my health.

I currently have a mix of my old clay litter and the new hippy litter. I am not sure why we are going through the gradual introduction to the new litter as I have done the hippy litter thing before. It is always the same weird, pellet-shaped material. Why the pellet? Can't the litter makers make it feel and work a bit more like the clay litters? It just doesn't cover my potty in the way that I like my potty to be covered. Also, it feels weird on my feet. I am really trying to be a good sport about it but it is kind of stressing me out.

I feel bad for my new pink mousie-poo. I am kind of taking out my hippy litter stress on him.Thanks Pinky. I feel better.

To each their own

2007-01-10T02:18:00.000+11:00

I am a super nice girl and I usually make friends very easily. Sadly, I have come across a few people this week who don't seem to like me. They have been writing mean comments on my blog (see I am the Lizard Queen) and even blogging about me in their own blog: Lizard Master

I mean, believe me, their blogs are not exactly my can of tuna, but in an effort to be peaceful, I won't spend my time listing what horrifies me about them. Instead, I would like to reach out to these guys and invite them to my birthday party. I am turning 6 on January 21st but Mommy and JerJer have agreed that I am ready for my sweet 16. We are having a barbeque in our backyard. The theme is Pretty in Pink.

Matthew Cochrane and Lizard Master, I realise that you are in the states but please accept my sincere invitation to my birthday party. I hear that the flight to Sydney isn't too bad if you aren't in the cargo section of the airplane. Don't forget to get into the theme and wear something pink!!!

I am fabulous

2007-01-05T23:29:00.000+11:00

OK. Check it out. Just look at this picture and note what a great kitty I am. First of all, how fabulous do I look in the new coat that I got for Christmas? Second, check out how nice I am being to my little cousin River. (I learned about little kids from my cousin Caden when he was really small. They chase you if you run so I try to just sit still for them.)

Also, I have been totally fulfilling my new year's resolutions. One of my resolutions was to become even better at catching lizards. So far, I have caught a lizard every single day of this year. I rule!!

My mom has been less than supportive of my achievements. She keeps telling me that if I continue to catch (and kill) a lizard everyday then they will soon become extinct from our backyard. Dude. As if. There are so many lizards in the backyard. My mom doesn't even know how many there are. There are probably like 100 lizards living in our yard. I only catch one each day. It isn't my fault that they die. They are just wimpy, I guess.

My mom keeps going on about the long-term consequences of my daily actions and blah, blah, blah. I give my lizards to her every single day. Why doesn't she just say thank you and tell me that she is proud of my hunting skills? I am rather annoyed with her right now.

Despite my annoyance with my mom, I have been fetching mousie-poos almost perfectly for both my mom and dad. My other new year's resolution was in regards to my fetching ability. I wanted to reconnect with my skills. It is fun. I don't know why I gave it up for a while.

Christmas in Melbourne

2007-01-02T11:46:00.000+11:00

We're home!!! I forgot to mention that I was going to be out of town for the holidays.

Aside from their concern for my health, the trip out of town was the main reason Mommy and JerJer helped me to fast. They didn't want to have to deal with my "pancakes" during our road trip to Melbourne. (I made it through 20 hours of fasting and it helped. My tummy problems are history.)

Christmas was a fun adventure this year. I rode in the car down to Melbourne with Mommy, JerJer, Grandma Karyn and Grandpa Tony. I love road trips. I enjoy the quality napping time that road trips provide. I also enjoy the occasional bird-stalking breaks. I met a heap of new rellies and got lots of presents.

Here is a picture from Christmas morning when I was helping Mommy get stuff out of her stocking.
Here are a couple pictures from our trip back to Sydney when we stopped to check out a big submarine.

Christmas presents for my friends

2006-12-21T14:56:00.000+11:00

I would like to introduce Bella Beer, the original Africat beer. We are giving my beer as Christmas gifts to some of our friends in Sydney.

In other news, I have had diarrhea for over a week now and so I am fasting for 24 hours. Apparently, that is supposed to help my body flush out whatever is causing me digestive problems. Fasting is really difficult. I am having crazy mood swings. One minute I am happily napping on Mommy's lap and the next I am quite hostile, knocking over my food container and yelling about my hunger. I can tell that it is hard for Mommy to see me like this.

I have been trying to spend time playing in order to keep distracted from my hunger but I keep messing things up. I was just playing with all of my accessories when the whole hanger fell off, pulling most of my outfits down with them. I didn't mean to make everything fall.

I caught a lizard after only being outside for 2 minutes today. Mommy said that I had to drop it because I am not supposed to chew on lizards during my fast. I hope that I never have to fast again. It is just awful. I have 7 hours to go.

I am the Lizard Queen

2006-12-16T18:01:00.000+11:00

I am getting really good at catching lizards in my backyard. I carry them inside the house to give to Mommy and JerJer. They are really proud of me but they don't like having lizard tails all over the house so we have a new rule: No lizards past the dining room. That's the room right by the backyard. Now I just leave the lizard in the dining room and then run to find Mommy and JerJer.

My new stocking!

2006-12-07T14:21:00.000+11:00

I forgot to bring my Christmas stocking to Australia when I moved here. I left it at Grandma Linda's and Grandpa Ed's house. JerJer brought home a new Christmas stocking for me. It is WAY bigger than my other Christmas stocking. Being good this year must have really paid off.

My Irish/Australian rock star!

2006-11-26T23:31:00.000+11:00

I would like to take a moment to give a shout out to my second favourite Irish boy, Damien Leith. He is our latest Australian Idol. I love him. His singing makes me so happy, almost as happy as Mommy's singing makes me. I voted for him and he won tonight. Mommy and I cried with happiness!

Not only is he an amazing singer, I feel like I can relate to him. The judges on Australian Idol almost cut him at the very start because they thought that he was too ugly. I know what it is like to be called ugly. But just like me, Damien has a strong character and he didn't let the judges make him feel bad about himself. He just kept on singing! I LOVE singing!

Oh, and I live near Damien too. I could walk to his house. However, if I go outside I am supposed to stay in the backyard unless I am on a walk with Mommy and JerJer.

I asked Mommy to go ahead and do a photo shoot of me today so that we can start looking for a picture of me for the cover of an album. If I keep practicing, I could get a record deal like Damien did.

Here are some of the possibilities for the cover of my album:

I totally dig both of the above possible album cover pictures but I am not sure that they show me as the tail-up kind of person that I am. Mommy and I will have to do more photo shoots of me.

(My favourite Irish boy is my dad, JerJer.)

Pokey Little Me

2006-11-21T12:26:00.000+11:00

Dear Santa,

For Christmas this year I would like a copy of the book called The Poky Little Puppy. The reason that I want it is because my mommy has been calling me a poky little kitty lately. She has been a bit mad at me for disappearing from the backyard and then later reappearing on the front side walk. (Since I am only five, I am supposed to stay in the backyard.) I just go over to play at the neighbor's house for a fun change of pace. The birds yell and yell when I get out to the front sidewalk and then my mom comes out to bring me inside.

Anyway, one evening when I thought no one was watching, I went adventuring next door again. But JerJer was watching and he figured out how I got out of the backyard. He caught me going under the fence and now it is blocked with bricks.

You see Santa, I need to find out if The Poky Little Puppy has any tips for an adventurer like me.

Thank you.

Love,

BELLA!

Mi Boca

2006-11-14T22:18:00.000+11:00

The fact is, I'm a total package. It is so funny to me when Mommy, JerJer and others tend to dwell on one cute part of me at a time.

"Oohh! What cute feet!"

"Oohh, what a funny little belly!"

"Oh, what big, beautiful, expressive blue eyes!"

"Oooohh, she can fetch!"

"Ohh, what cute feet!"

"Oooh, she feels warm and melty."

"Oh, look at her skinny little hiney!"

Currently, the focus has been on my cute little mouth.

I am not complaining. I LOVE attention. I think that maybe I am just in a mood. I kind of miss my old block. Back at our old house I had tons of boyfriends. They all used to visit me and make me feel special. Even after Bruce got stuck in a plastic bag and then refused to ever come inside our house again, I knew he was still my boyfriend. But here, at our new house, I don't have one single boyfriend.

Daddy's girl

2006-11-09T11:06:00.000+11:00

I LOVE hanging out with my dad, making my dad laugh, sitting with my dad at the computer, going to the park with my dad, cleaning my dad's eyes, nose and ears and sleeping next to my dad at night. I mean, I love Mommy but I think that I am at a stage in my life where I really need to spend quality time with my dad.

Mommy thinks that I am drawn to my dad just because his hands and body are warmer than hers. Despite her rationalizations, I don't think that Mommy is too upset about how close JerJer and I have become. I know that she would like a little more space on the bed at night, but between JerJer and me, there just isn't all that much room left for her. JerJer is a big kitty and I have always been known as a bed-hog. We need a lot of space and that is just the way it is.

Straight FOOLED!

2006-11-01T16:28:00.000+11:00

I haven't mentioned it yet but, while I LOVE playing in the backyard, sometimes I have to deal with the mean birdies that live around us. There are nice birdies too, like the pretty Lorakeets. I love watching them in our tree and they accept me. They just keep singing their pretty songs. The mean ones sit on top of our fence and yell down at me. Then they start swooping at me until Mommy or Daddy makes them go away. The mean birdies yell at me when I am walking at the park too. I HATE them.

A Lorakeet, a nice, pretty birdie is in the picture on the left. A mean, ugly birdie (surprisingly with it's stupid beak shut) is in the picture on the right.

Well, yesterday, on Halloween, when I was wearing my pumpkin costume, the mean birdies didn't even recognise me. Not one of them yelled at me all day. I had them fooled. They totally thought that I was a little pumpkin, growing in the weeds. I was able to frolick in the last remaining weedy corner in peace. I love weeds. Halloween was so fun.

Look what my dad taught me!

2006-10-30T18:13:00.000+11:00

I'm having a bad week.

2006-10-26T22:14:00.000+10:00

Well, for starters, I am not allowed in the backyard this week. Mommy and JerJer don't like our weeds as much as I do and so they are poisoning them. Personally, I think it is a bit rude but since when have they listened to me. They are worried that the weed poison will kill me too so I am banned from playing in the backyard until next Saturday. LAME! Mommy was thoughtful and took me out into the front yard on Tuesday. The front yard was not as fun. I did chase one lizard though. That was cool.

Also, there is all this talk about getting a new family member- a dog. I mean, I just really don't think it is the best idea. And I mean, what about my little sister,Thumbellaina (see below), that Aunt Bec gave us? When we got her back in April, I thought all this talk of adopting a dog would end.

There is one other thing. My dad, JerJer, is really cool. He is really good at games. The thing is, sometimes he is too good and he takes away the fun. I was chasing a mini-moth the other day and I was whacking at it all over the house. Then the moth flew over to the couch where JerJer and Mommy were sitting. I was still having a great time whacking away at it. Then all of a sudden JerJer grabbed it out of the air with his hand. Like THAT, the mini-moth was dead and so was my fun.

Ugg

2006-10-21T21:06:00.000+10:00

Grandpa Tony came over for dinner tonight. (Grandma Karyn is in Melbourne.) Grandpa Tony calls me Ugg because he says that the beautiful, chocolate-coloured curls on my feet make it look like I am wearing Ugg boots. I wore my new Thai dress tonight just for him. He likes Thai stuff.

I am the most beautiful cake topper!

2006-10-17T15:41:00.000+10:00

Mommy and JerJer are home!! I didn't get to go to Mommy's and JerJer's wedding in La Jolla because I was chosen to stay home in Australia to take care of our new house. I did a really good job. Our house is cool.

I totally knew that I was important to Mommy and JerJer. So that everyone would know how important I am, I got to have my picture in a Tiffany's moon frame on Mommy's and JerJer's wedding cake. I looked so pretty.

Now JerJer is officially my daddy and now my name is Bella Moon and Mommy's name is Mommy Moon. I am so happy that Mommy and JerJer got married.

My one year anniversary

2006-10-09T22:37:00.000+10:00

I have now been living with JerJer for one year. I remember when I first moved in JerJer didn't know very much about kitties. He didn't know about purring. He thought that I was snoring even before I fell asleep. JerJer always makes me laugh. I love him. I have been spending a lot of time napping on the pretty green blanket that I bought for myself for JerJer's birthday back in August. I hope that he and Mommy come home from the wedding soon.

What's this poop?

2006-09-12T23:55:00.000+10:00

What is this poop? First Mommy goes away without taking me with her, and now JerJer is going away without me as well!

It's a good thing I invited Aunt Bronwen over to play for the next month or so, otherwise I might have had to learn how to change my own litter or go potty in the toilet or something.

I hope Aunt Bronwen understands our house rules, namely:

Bella is allowed outside whenever she wants
Bella doesn't have to take baths unless she feels like it and it is a really, really warm day (none of these silly winter baths!)
My feet are so totally the cutest feet ever
Bella's food bowl should always be full, and constantly topped up with freshies. I don't know who eats the food at the bottom of the bowl, but it certainly isn't going to be me!
Everyone should warm their hands before they try to pat me. I love being patted on the head, but only by warm hands!
Boxes are heaps of fun, we should have more of them. Blankets are pretty cool as well.
Bella needs about 23 hours of nap time a day
Bella needs at least 6 hours of patting time each day
House is on Wednesday nights at 8:30 on channel 10

I think that's about all of the rules. If I've forgotten any I'll let Aunt Bronwen know soon enough.

I HATE Mommy

2006-09-05T22:35:00.000+10:00

I am never singing with Mommy ever again. She just told me that I am not flying to California for the wedding. I HATE her. How am I supposed to be the flower kitty if I don't get to go to the wedding? JerJer isn't leaving until next week. Maybe he will take me with him.

e-ticket

2006-09-05T16:22:00.000+10:00

Mommy and JerJer are getting married in California in a couple of weeks. Mommy has been packing up her stuff for the trip. She hasn't packed up any of my stuff. I have been sitting on her suitcase to help remind her to pack my stuff too. I don't want her to forget any of my best mousy-poos. I wonder where all of my paperwork is. Last time I flew, Grandma Linda had a lot of papers with us so that I could check in at the airport. I must have an e-ticket this time.

Outback Bella

2006-09-02T18:45:00.000+10:00

I think that we are done moving. We have been sleeping at our new house for a couple of nights now. I love our new house. I love it because we now have a backyard. I love playing outside in the backyard especially when it is nice and sunny out! There is nothing more satisfying than cleaning myself in the sunshine. I also like to eat the weeds. It is important for me to eat my greens. I have been pottying twice per day since I have started eating more greens.

Boxes

2006-08-11T20:14:00.000+10:00

We are all helping to get our stuff ready to move.

JerJer makes the boxes.
I play in the boxes.
Mommy puts things in the boxes.

My job is the most important.

Dancing with Mommy and JerJer

2006-08-05T23:03:00.000+10:00

Mommy and JerJer went out to learn how to dance today. Dancing is sort of like playing, except without any toys.

Mommy now thinks that her hand is a canary and JerJer keeps on trying to wake up his hips.

I think maybe they should just get a mousey-poo on a string or something, but if they insist on trying to do this dancing thing then maybe I will have to teach them some of my moves.

Rumba is the dance of love, and everybody loves me, so I think that they are learning the dance of Bella. Even their teacher told them to be more cat-like because kitties are good dancers.

Sometimes I feel like a 'Y'

2006-08-03T22:06:00.000+10:00

I LOVE when I get to read with mommy or daddy before bedtime. Last night mommy read to me about letters. I purred super loud. I am kind of like a Y, I think.

To pragmatists, the letter Z is nothing more than a phonetically symbolic glyph, a minor sign easily learned, readily assimilated, and occasionally deployed in the course of a literate life. To cynics, Z is just an S with a stick up its butt.

Well, true enough, any word worth repeating is greater than the sum of its parts; and the particular word-part Z-angular, whereas S is curvaceous - can, from a certain perspective, appear anally wired (although Z is far too sophisticated to throw up its arms like Y and act as if it had just been goosed).

I turned 5 and a half a few weeks ago. I have been too busy with packing for our move and with watching The OC to bother blogging. Personally, I am glad that Marissa Cooper finally died last week. Hopefully there will be now be more time for the marvelous characters (Marissa's mom and the precocious and organised Taylor).

Anyway, my mommy photo copied me so that in the future, we can look back at how cute I was at age 5 and a half! Here is my photo copy. My feet are sooo cute.

Mommy's and Daddy's artwork

2006-07-19T17:57:00.000+10:00

Usually, Mommy and Daddy leave the house after my first breakfast and my first play time, just as the sun hits my morning nap spot. I often wonder what they do when they are not here. Well, I have determined that they both seem to spend their days thinking about me. A few months ago, they both brought home drawings of me. I have been meaning to scan them so that they know how proud I am of the effort they made. My daddy drew me in red and my mommy drew the picture to the right. Aren't they beautiful!!!

In Memory of Stanley Quiqueg Serros

2006-07-16T10:15:00.000+10:00

Stanley was Aunt Stephanie's chihuahua. He lived in Redlands with Grandma Linda and Grandpa Ed. At first he didn't like me because I was allowed to go into parts of the house that he wasn't allowed to go into and also because I was younger and prettier and way more fun. I got the attention that he wanted. (Above left is a picture of Stanley, Aunt Stephanie and me.)

But then, after a few years, we became friends. He helped me become better at going for walks. It was fun to follow Stanley on our walks. When we were all at the beach house, I would walk with Stanley, Grandma and Mommy up to 7-11. We also walked in the 4th of July parade together a couple of years in a row. When I stayed with Grandma and Grandpa in Redlands, Stanley and I would take naps in the upstairs room together.

On our car rides to La Jolla, Stanley never let me sit on Grandma's lap. He would shake uncontrollably if I tried to sit there. There were plenty of other comfortable places to sit so I just let him sit with Grandma.

I am not allowed outside at the beach house without supervision. Stanley and I are similar in that we don't like when things are not right. Stanley knew that I wasn't supposed to go outside and he would let everyone know if I did go outside. He was very protective of me. I liked him. He was a cool guy.

Farewell Stanley, may you forever live in our memories.

Barbeque at Centennial Park

2006-07-10T15:13:00.000+10:00

JerJer and mommy and I went to my mommy's work barbeque at Centennial Park on Sunday. I got to go because it was a super warm winter day. It was sooooo fun. Centennial Park is HUGE and there are so many birdies and doggies to watch. I walked all around the grassy area, avoiding the soccer game, and then I went hiking over the boulders and through the tall grasses of the mountainous backcountry. I stalked a few birdies along the way.

I was very well behaved. JerJer was proud of me. When it was eating time, I sat and ate from my travel food container and drank out of my portable water container. Then I just sat quietly enjoying the great outdoors while everyone talked and ate weird Australian barbeque food. I can't wait to go back to Centennial Park.

Happy Father's Day!

2006-06-18T22:02:00.000+10:00

In the US, today is Father's Day. I feel so lucky to have JerJer as my dad. My mommy and I sent out a few e-cards to let some important daddies know that we love them. Here is one of the cutest ones that I sent to JerJer.

I tried to be extra cute today. I played in the curtain for a while. That always makes JerJer laugh. I also sang really loud with mommy this afternoon. I think that JerJer enjoyed our singing but he was concerned that my mommy was focusing too much on singing and not enough on getting ready to go out to run their errands.

Go Socceroos!

2006-06-13T18:28:00.000+10:00

You may not know this about me but the truth is, I am a big fan of the Australian Socceroos! I mean, it makes sense since I am now an Australian. I even wear my green and yellow sweater when I am cheering for the team! They are playing in Germany where my Aunt Katie lives.

During the day I usually don't wear my sweater because I like to nap naked in the sun. The sun has been a bit scarce lately but I have managed one or two warm naps on most days.

I am sorry JerJer

2006-06-11T22:09:00.000+10:00

I am feeling a little bad today because I hurt JerJer yesterday. It is sometimes JerJer's job to carry me into the bathroom where mommy is waiting to give me a bath. Yesterday I was really not in the mood for a bath and so I tried to climb over JerJer's shoulder to get out of the bathroom. Mommy hasn't trimmed my nails this week and so they are really long. They dug into JerJer's back by accident. Here is a picture of JerJer and me. I love him.

I did take my bath. It actually felt really good. The water is so nice and warm.

I have a Bella-size pink tent

2006-05-29T14:43:00.000+10:00

I know that my dad loves me but I am starting to get the feeling that he doesn't like looking at my hiney. Sometimes he seems offended when I put my hiney right up near his face.

Well, he must not be too mad at me because he brought home a pink tent for me. He must have noticed how I like to make tents out of the curtains. Now I have my very own pink tent! Thanks JerJer!

I will survive.

2006-05-27T17:01:00.000+10:00

Crikey! I am not sure, but I think that the world is entering some sort of ice-age. I am keeping alive by hanging out with Heater and burrowing under blankets. I know that it is going to start snowing any day now. JerJer keeps telling me that it doesn't snow here in Sydney but I don't believe him. It is beyond freezing. It is too cold to blog right now. I have to get back to napping under the blankets and dreaming about warm, sunny weather!

Bruce comes to play

2006-05-14T16:41:00.000+10:00

Bruce is my new friend who moved in next door. He came over to play today. I like him even more than I used to like Charlie. He is such a nice kitty. We had fun together today. He is very silly.
Bruce says that my bed smells nice and he might come over for a nap one day.
Bruce has really big hands.

Mother's Day

2006-05-14T16:19:00.000+10:00

Since I am such a smart and clever kitty I worked out a way to get my mommy a Mother's Day present, in spite of my inability to leave the house unsupervised and my complete lack of income.

I looked through a catalog with JerJer and I found a duck that I thought might come in a nice box. JerJer said that mommy might like what was in the box so we agreed that he would go and get it, and I would help him wrap it.

I also wrote lots of nice things on her card which was very nice of me.

I hope mommy likes her duck. I like my new box.

I want to go shopping!

2006-05-10T14:58:00.000+10:00

It's so unfair, Mothers' Day is this weekend and Mommy and JerJer say that I'm not allowed out to go shopping unless one of them is with me. How am I supposed to surprise Mommy with a new mousey-poo or something if she has to come with me when I get it?
I could go with JerJer, but I doubt he even knows where the mousey-poo shop is because he is a boy.

Maybe I should get her some of the red stuff that she drinks that smells kind of like my puke. I know she likes that. Or I could get her a nice box with a plastic bag inside of it, everybody likes fun toys like that!

Why do people think that they have the right to wake me up?

2006-04-22T15:52:00.000+10:00

Some people seem to think that they have the right to come and wake me up, just because they happen to be visiting mommy or JerJer during nap time. They should really learn some respect, or at least better timing.

How would they like it if I came around and got them out of bed and forced them play in the middle of the night?

I'm going to be tired and grumpy all afternoon now. I'm going to have to get mommy to take a nap as well, otherwise I'll never get back to sleep.

Tiki

2006-04-18T02:17:00.000+10:00

I have been thinking about trying online dating. I am starting to have a crush on a cute kitty named Tiki. Here is his funny blog site: http://nakedtiki.blogspot.com/

She's here!!!

2006-03-30T00:11:00.000+11:00

Aunt Stephanie is here in Sydney to visit me! I can't believe she is really here! I have missed her so much! She is jet-lagged and so she falls asleep on the couch a lot. And that is fine with me. I love napping, especially with Aunt Stephanie!

Commonwealth Games

2006-03-22T13:00:00.000+11:00

I got a new sweater so that I can look like an Australian athlete. I haven't decided what sport to compete in yet. JerJer said that I am not big enough to compete in the Commonwealth games. That made me sad. But then JerJer said that I can be in a special commonwealth tournament. YAY!

I love the sun!

2006-03-19T22:33:00.000+11:00

I am so good at finding the best napping spots. I keep my eye out for where the sunshine is coming through the windows. I have to move from one room to the the next as the sun moves.

I feel fat

2006-03-14T22:15:00.000+11:00

Mommy just showed me a picture of myself sitting on top of the computer. I look so FAT! Aunt Stephanie is coming to visit in two weeks and I want to look good when she arrives. JerJer and mommy said that it is a good idea for me to go on a diet. No more wet food for me until I am down to a healthier weight! Mommy and JerJer also said that they will spend more time playing with me and that we can go for more walks. I love going for walks to the park! I used to be so skinny!

Happy Birthday Grandma Linda!

2006-03-12T21:49:00.000+11:00

It is my grandma's birthday. I wonder how old she is? I bet she is older than me. My grandma Linda is really nice because she always lets Elliot and Felipe and Stanley and me stay at her house. She tries hard to make sure that we don't die. Grandma Linda is really nice to me even though I sometimes misunderstand her house decorations. So many of her house decorations look like toys to me! Here is a picture of me sitting next to one of my grandma's silk flower bouquets. I have rearranged the sticks and stuff quite a bit since the picture was taken!
This is the poem that I wrote for my grandma:

My grandma is a singer, just like me.
She always watches the door so that I don't flee.

Grandma, I remember when I first met you in Boulder
and when we lived in Redlands, you would screech, "hold her!"

The screeching used to scare me because I was skinny and small.
You were just trying to protect me so that my mommy wouldn't bawl.

I turned to you for my weekly baths when my mommy was away.
You were so sweet to buy me my first claw-sharpening tray!

Thank you for all of the gifts that make me look prettier,
like my first pink necklace and my first red sweater.

I am sorry that I ruined your favourite silk flower bouquet.
I love you and miss you and hope you had a wonderful birthday!

Happy Birthday Grandpa Ed!

2006-03-06T21:29:00.000+11:00

I am not a very good poet but that doesn't stop me from writing little poems about my feelings. Aunt Stephanie says that I am a better poet than some of her 4th grade students and that makes me feel pretty good. Anyway, I was thinking about my Grandpa Ed because it was his birthday over the weekend. I decided to write a poem for him. Grandpa Ed and I are really good friends and I miss him sometimes. Here is a picture from when I was staying with Grandpa Ed. He totally spoils me!! The only problem was that I gained a lot of weight when I lived with Grandpa. Too much tuna!!
This is the poem that I wrote for my grandpa. I hope that he doesn't think that it is stupid.

My grandpa is really cool.
He has completed a lot of school.
For me, he opened a lot of tuna cans
and helped Grandma with my travel plans.

I love it when he pets my back
and when he moves over his mac
so that there is room for me on his lap.
He even cleaned out my crap.

My grandpa came to see me
during my first scary week in Sydney.
When he arrived in Rooty Hill,
I knew he loved me still.

To my wonderful grandpa, I would like to say,
I hope that you had a wonderful birthday!

What?

2006-03-05T15:59:00.000+11:00

You have got to be kidding me. My mom and JerJer were gone the whole weekend on some marine species identification course and they didn't bring me back any tuna. They said that they were going to be scuba diving all weekend and so that is why I couldn't go with them. JerJer says that there isn't scuba gear in my size. Well, that is all fine but they didn't bring me back any tuna. They know it is my favourite and they were going to be in the ocean anyway! Why in the world couldn't they just have grabbed a tuna fish for me? I am soooo pissed off. JerJer has a good excuse. He has to deal with mommy's constant whinging about how heavy the SCUBA gear is. But mommy should have remembered tuna for me. I HATE them right now.

But I am also really happy that they are home. One of my favourite babysitters, Susanna, came to play with me over the weekend but I still had to go to sleep without any before bed play time.

House-sitting

2006-02-15T21:53:00.000+11:00

I really don't know what the fuss is all about. So what if a grown kitty decides to go for a little adventure? I am 5 after all.

The people down the road in number 41 have gone away for a week, and they asked me to house-sit for them.

They also asked me to play with their fish, but the fish didn't like playing with me.
JerJer has taught me how to take care of plants, so I watered them and pulled off the brown leaves. After that I ate the green leaves because I was hungry. I think the people in 41 must have left in a hurry because they forgot to leave out food for me.

I am trying to show mommy and JerJer that I am a responsible kitty, so instead of going home to get food I sent Bello and Charlie to get some for me. Those two aren't as responsible as I am. They didn't come back with anything except bad breath. Charlie also started telling lies about playing games with my mommy and JerJer (which obviously could never have happened).

Mommy and JerJer came and picked me up today, it seems they are having trouble managing without me. Everybody in our street came out to tell me what a good job I'd done taking care of number 41. They all love me. I hope their kitties don't get jealous of me, just because I am prettier and more responsible than they are.

I think I am ready for a nap. I did just work a 46 hour week!

Flower Kitty!

2006-01-26T23:57:00.000+11:00

Mommy and JerJer came home from an excursion today and mommy told me that they are going to get married!
I'm not really sure what this means but I do know that they will be having a big party with lots of friends back in California. I wonder if Aunt Steph will be there? I haven't seen her in a very long time.

I'm assuming that I will get to be the flower kitty. I think that I will make a very pretty flower kitty indeed!

I am 5!

2006-01-22T18:50:00.000+11:00

It was my birthday yesterday! I am five years old now! I had a super fun birthday party last night! It was like a girls night out except I invited JerJer and he is not a girl. Aunt Deb, Aunt Joyce, Aunt Megan, mommy, JerJer and I all went to Grandma and Grandpa Moon's house on the north side of the big bridge. We brought a few of my favourite mousie-poos too. My favourite mousie-poos are Verde, The Mousie-poo Formerly Known as Deb, Ella, Emma and Hippie. Only Verde and Emma came to my birthday party.

JerJer brought over some of my favourite wet food. I got a big birthday serving. It gave me extra energy to play all night. It was soooo fun! I fell asleep in the car on the way home.

I am hoping that next year I can have a big sweet-sixteen party!

Oh, I almost forgot. My mommy gave me the stupidest birthday present. She gave me a big jar of some nutritional supplement called Barley Cat. At least I get to eat wet food everytime I have to eat the nutritional supplement. Once it is mixed into the wet food it tastes great. I still think that toys are better birthday presents. Thank goodness I have JerJer around. He understands that kitties can never have enough toys.

New boyfriend!

2006-01-20T18:43:00.000+11:00

Yes! I have a new boyfriend! I love Charlie! I love Charlie! I love Charlie! I love Charlie! I love Charlie! I love Charlie!

Charlie moved in next door so that he could come and visit me all the time.

He has more than one mommy. He says this means that he will understand my needs more than Bello did. I guess this means that his mommys have already told him not to eat my food.

Charlie said that if he ever meets Bello then he's going to whack him. Bello probably won't whack him back because he'd be worried that he might break a claw or get his pretty white fur dirty or something. What sort of stupid cat thinks that he is prettier than me? Stupid Bello, that's who.

Merry Christmas

2005-12-16T13:48:00.000+11:00

I am feeling much better. I think that I may look even cuter without the seven teeth and the piece of my jaw that were removed.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

I am back from the dentist!

2005-12-09T17:47:00.000+11:00

You may have heard some terrible rumours about me getting some cosmetic surgery done. Of course, I emphatically deny any such rumours. However, as with most rumours about celebrities, like myself, this rumour is in part based on fact. I have recently spent time in a hospital and I have had some surgery.

It all started a couple of days ago when I accidentally took some medication that was probably intended for a kitty that wasn't as healthy as I am.
This medication caused me to have some strange and bizarre dreams.

My dreams included me uniting the WBO and WBC kitty-weight titles and driving Mommy's car. Driving on the left-hand side of the road is hard when you aren't used to it!
The dreams were very realistic and one of them may have been true because when I woke up I had blood in my mouth and I was in hospital.

I made lots of new friends in the hospital and I may do charity work there in the future. The people there liked me so much that they insisted I stay for the night. I decided that Mom and Jer-Jer are old enough to be at home by themselves for one night so I stayed with my new friends.

I played some fun games and got to know the people really well, but I am worried that some of the other kitties there may have been taking drugs. Of course I didn't take part in any of THOSE kind of activities!!

My mom and JerJer picked me up from my dentist appointment and I am back at home again. I apparently had 7 teeth along with part of my jaw removed but I still look beautiful, but it is my own natural beauty thank you very much!

Mom says that one of my paws is bigger than the other now, but the only explanation I have for that is maybe I spent too much time working out one side in the gym.

Boxes

2005-12-06T19:46:00.001+11:00

I think that boxes are one of the world's greatest inventions, after kitty maccas, naps, pouncing and warm spots in the sun. They are even better than mousey-poos.

Boxes are so inspiring that I wrote a poem about them.

Boxes are neat
Boxes are fun
Boxes are the greatest thing
under the sun

I also like cushions, but I don't feel like rhyming anymore so here is a picture instead.

Here is another picture. I am soooo cute when I curl up for a serious nap on a cushion.

"This is for my girls all around the world"

2005-11-30T16:22:00.000+11:00

Girls, take it from me, do NOT date Bello. Yes, he is really pretty and he seems totally cool, coming around late at night but seriously, he is a total jerk. I used to have the biggest crush on him. He used to come to the window of my living room and stare at me with his big beautiful blue eyes. JerJer could tell how much I liked him and so he opened the side door so that Bello could come into the house. JerJer also put some food out for him. It totally hurt my feelings when Bello only came into the house as far as the food, ate the entire bowl and then left. He didn't even say thank you.

This pattern has happened over and over again. He doesn't care about me at all. He only comes over for free food. I have attached a picture of Bello so that you all can steer clear of him! Do not date this cat!

Cockroach Management

2005-11-20T01:35:00.000+11:00

I found a cockroach that had been scaring mommy. All I have to say about the matter is, "that particular cockroach won't be bothering her again".

JerJer tried to give me more food after we had disposed of the problem, but I don't need a reward. It's all in a days work for a CMS (Cockroach Management Specialist) like me.
I'll be giving the roaches a few days to settle down, and then I will be attempting to restart the peace negotiations. We are not going to let one insurgent ruin our place.
I won't be destroying the nest that it came from. I don't believe that destroying innocent roaches' homes because of one bad creature will fix any problem; in fact it is more likely to breed resentment and will quite possibly lead to further insurgencies.

Anyway I'm sure that after the whacking I gave that one little trouble maker the rest of them will now know that scaring mommy is not on!

My first walk in Sydney!

2005-11-05T20:48:00.000+11:00

Yesterday was Aunt Bec's last day in Sydney. She is moving to Boston because she loves Pepe. It was super nice of her to come over to say goodbye. She is really nice to me and she thinks that my belly is cute. She calls it my Moon belly. I don't really understand why she calls it that but I like it because it makes me feel special for having my belly! Moon is JerJer's and Aunt Bec's last name!

Today mommy and JerJer took me for a walk to the park. Mommy had to carry me most of the way there because I didn't know the way. But once we got there I got to lead the way! We walked along all of the paths and then I stalked a few of the pigeons. I didn't catch any of the pigeons today but maybe I will next time.

Daddy is silly

2005-10-20T22:58:00.000+10:00

JerJer is silly. He thinks that I am going to do some work just because he tells me that my job is to be in charge of keeping the number of cockroaches in our house down. Not when there is napping to be done!
I do like being called a cockroach management specialist (CMS) though. It makes me sound almost as important as I am.
I think I should get some business cards made up.

Bella

CMS and WPK

(WPK stands for World's Prettiest Kitty)

JerJer

2005-10-15T18:26:00.000+10:00

It is pretty cool having a dad! JerJer is the best dad ever! He is really warm and he shows me how to play a lot of fun computer games. He also brings cardboard boxes home for me. Sometimes he makes the boxes into fun tunnels. He is super funny too! He thinks that I should do chores or something like that. How funny!

I am so happy here in Sydney with mommy and JerJer. I even get my own room and my own bed for my mid-day naps!

Camp Q

2005-10-10T16:33:00.000+10:00

Hi. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I have been at Camp Quarantine. Oh, where should I start! Well, Grandma Linda and I kept going to a lot of vet appointments after mommy moved to Australia. Finally, everyone agreed that Australia would be lucky to have me. I guess Australia is really fussy about making sure that sick kitties don't come into the country. Well, I don't have any sort of weird disease and so I was allowed to move here with Mommy!!

The trip started out just fine. Grandma and Grandpa and I all drove to the airport together. They explained that for safety purposes, I had to stay in my travel box during the flight. What they didn't mention was that I wasn't going to be able to sit with them. I was put in my travel box and then tossed in with all the baggage. It was just AWFUL! I was FREEZING the entire flight. My water spilled all over me during take off and so that just made everything worse. I am serious when I say that from the time I got on the plane until the time I got into my room at Camp Q, it was the worst 24 hours of my whole life!

I really hated Camp Q for the first few days. When I arrived I was in a super bad mood and I hated the cranky weekend staff. The stupid girl who checked me into Camp Q didn't even give me any blankets or towels like all the other kitties have and she told me I was fat. I was FREEZING! I stayed in my little covered bed area for three days. I mean, there was really no point in doing anything else. The litter in my potty was totally weird and so I didn't want to use it. And the food was NOT Iams. I had to choke it down. Oh, and the wind! It took me a LONG time to get used to the wind blowing through my room. There wasn't a wall on one side of my room! It was like a screen but with bigger holes so that flies could get in. When I agreed to go to Camp Q, I certainly didn't think that I would be roughing it like this. I was practically living outdoors!

Finally, after I had been there for a few days, Mommy, Grandma and Grandpa came to visit me. It was such a wonderful surprise! They explained that they would have liked to come see me earlier but that it was against the rules. While Mommy and Grandma and Grandpa were there, I tried to eat some more of that awful food they were feeding me. I also felt comfortable to examine the kitty litter in my sorry little potty box.

After the first few days, I really started enjoying Camp Q. My
handler, Joline, had been away from work during my first few days there. Once she came back to work she gave me blankets and towels. She couldn't believe that no one had given me any blankets!. Joline was sooo nice. She came by every morning with breakfast and then again in the middle of the day for cuddles and to clean out my potty and then again at 4:30 for dinner. I really enjoyed the routine. While my room was a bit cold, it was also cool because it had ladders that went up three levels. It was so nice to lie in the sun on the top level.

Life at camp got even better when Mommy brought me a box! The box was cool because I don't like sitting on the floor. I enjoyed sitting on my box watching everything going on outside my room. Mommy also brought Jeremy to meet me. She explained to me that Jeremy is going to be my daddy and that we are all going to be living together. I liked him right away.

Mommy and Jeremy picked me up from Camp Q yesterday and brought me home. I am happy to be here. I couldn't stop running around all day yesterday!! I missed sleeping next to Mommy at night. For more photos of my time at Camp Q, go to my shutterfly albums: Bellaintechnicolour.shutterfly.com

Lazy days in LaJolla

2005-07-26T17:32:00.000+10:00

Grandma, Grandpa, Stanley and I have been spending some nice long weekends in LaJolla! Smelly Stanley never lets me sit on Grandma's lap in the front seat of the car during our drive down here. He gets really nervous when I try to sit there.

I love the big window in the LaJolla house. I have been spending a lot of time lounging in the sunshine! Grandpa Ed goes for runs and Grandma Linda does heaps of yard work. I feel like I should be more active. Well, I did walk in the La Jolla 4th of July parade again this year. That was like almost a mile!

My first sweater!

2005-04-02T21:52:00.000+10:00

Grandma Linda and mommy got a sweater for me today! I LOVE it. It kind of felt funny on my arms and so at first I wasn't sure if I really liked it. I pretended that I couldn't walk in it. It made everyone laugh! But once mommy stretched out the sleaves a bit, it felt fine. It is so soft and warm. The only thing that I am still finding a bit strange about it is that it sticks to my tongue when I try to clean it! Yucky!

Baby Belle!

2005-03-25T23:48:00.000+11:00

My mom is getting all sentimental because she is moving to Australia in a few days and I am not going with her. I have to stay here for another five months because of the rules in Australia. I have been a really good sport lately, going to all of my vet appointments, so that eventually I get to move to Australia too. I even have a new microchip so that my mommy can find me if I get lost!

Anyway, my mom has been showing me (and the rest of the world) my baby pictures. I don't know why she is getting all sad about leaving me with my grandpa and grandma for a few months. I like staying here and I am going to move to Australia as soon as I can. My baby pictures are really cute. Everyone thinks so. I was a really cute baby! No wonder my mommy calls me her southern belle!

My mommy is home!

2005-01-11T17:22:00.000+11:00

My mommy is back from Europe! I missed her sooooo much. We are staying in La Jolla for a few months. It has been raining and raining and raining! When the rain stops, mommy lets me play in the back yard. I am not supposed to go over the fence but sometimes I do anyway!

My mom says I am pretty!

2004-04-13T15:33:00.000+10:00

You see, my mom always reminds me that I am a true beauty and that I am smart and special. She says that what makes me different, makes me beautiful. I try to remember that when other people call me names and question my beauty.

My friend Andrea (who, by the way, never called me any mean names) came to Easter at Grandma and Grandpa's house this year. She is allergic to kitties and she was stubbornly holding on to her idea that only fluffy kitties are pretty. Finally, during all the Easter fun, Andrea noticed how beautiful I am!!! I did look really pretty this weekend. I just hated the ribbon mommy wanted me to wear. I don't care if sage green is flattering. It was a nice warm day and I didn't feel like dressing up!

McDonald's

2004-01-04T22:37:00.000+11:00

My mom let me order at McDonald's today. I totally know what mommy orders. She gets that vile smelling McMuffin. I know that I did a really good job ordering because the McDonald's lady looked really happy with me. I am going to be three in a few weeks and so I guess I should be taking on more and more daily responsibilities.

I love Christmas!

2003-12-21T00:19:00.000+11:00

I LOVE Christmas time at Grandma and Grandpa's house! I always get lots of wet food and tuna. Christmas time is so fun. I love hanging out with everyone and helping to wrap presents. I am really good at helping with presents. I love ribbons!

My mommy gave me a stupid new "Christmas necklace" yesterday. Actually, I don't mind wearing it as long as I can sit by the fire when ever I feel like it. I think that what I like most about Christmas is the fire place at grandma and grandpa's house.

2003-06-05T00:10:00.000+10:00

This is my last night with mommy for a while. She is going to summer school in Mexico. I don't get to go with her. I will be staying here in San Diego with Aunt Stephanie, Uncle JC and Elliot. I will miss my mom but it will be a fun summer anyway! Aunt Stephanie doesn't make me take baths and JC is really fun to have around during play time!

I think that I will just sit here and be warm and cute under my pink lamp while mommy is packing.

JC

2003-01-09T23:50:00.000+11:00

Aunt Stephanie has a new boyfriend. His name is JC and he is totally fun. He brings toys for all of us to play with! Tonight we stacked the turtles on top of mini romote control cars. It was soooooo fun! Elliot is such a big baby. He is scared of the romote control cars! I wasn't scared.

Oh, I forgot to mention, we have two turtles again now that we live with Aunt Stephanie. Aunt Stephanie's turtle and our turtle live together now. Oh, and Elliot likes to try to whack at the turtles too! But everytime we get some good whacking done, we end up barfing later in the day. Our mommies have moved the turtles into a kitty-proof home now. Elliot and I are not allowed to play with the turtles.

Last time JC came over to our house Aunt Stephanie belched really big. JC thought it was so funny! He couldn't stop laughing. I need to remember to belch next time I am trying to impress a cute boy.

I am a computer nerd

2003-01-05T21:43:00.000+11:00

I really like living with both mommy and Aunt Stephanie (and Elliot). Our apartment is fun because it has stuff everywhere. Our apartment already had furniture in it when we moved in and then mommy and Aunt Stephanie moved in their furniture too.

I like to hang out in Aunt Stephanie's room during the day because it is warm. I like that she has several beds to nap on and I like that she has her computer by the window. I don't know how anyone managed before computers were invented!

Cousin Elliot

2002-09-28T23:55:00.000+10:00

Well, after I was feeling sad last week, mommy and Aunt Stephanie explained to me why Aunt Stephanie adopted Elliot. She wanted to be a mommy too! And my mommy thought that I would enjoy having another kitty to play with.

I think that Elliot is having trouble adjusting. He keeps getting in trouble. I have to admit though, it is soooo funny when he gets yelled at for peeing on Aunt Stephanie's bed. After Elliot was washed and and after he got medicine for his seeds, I decided that I should see if he wanted to be friends. We have started hanging out a lot. He obviously needs my help with a few things. I have been trying to help him learn the proper place to go potty! Gross! I would NEVER pee on the bed! No wonder Aunt Stephanie gets so mad at him.

Is Elliot a plant?

2002-09-18T23:42:00.000+10:00

Moving in with Aunt Stephanie has been cool. We moved in across the street from USD, where Aunt Stephanie and mommy go to school. I thought everything was going well but I guess that Aunt Stephanie wasn't happy enough with just one kitty. Today she adopted a new kitty, Elliot. I don't know why everyone is paying so much attention to stupid Elliot. He is dirty and everywhere he goes he drops seeds. It is disgusting. They finally decided to clean him. Thank goodness!

Summer in Santa Cruz!

2002-08-02T18:00:00.000+10:00

Oh my goodness! I don't even remember the last time I posted in my blog! I have been having way too much fun. We have been living in Santa Cruz for several months because mommy is taking a few summer school classes at UCSC. We are staying at a really big house near campus. There are so many people living in this house. Actually, I don't even know which people live here but it doesn't matter to me. They all live down stairs I mostly just hang out upstairs where our room is and where all the big windows are. There are so many birdies to watch here. Oh, and there is a big deck out back where I am allowed to hang out as long as I don't go on the roof. I LOVE the summer. I just love rolling around in the sun! This is the best summer ever!

Christmas at Grandma's and Grandpa's house

2001-12-23T21:27:00.000+11:00

We are in Redlands for Christmas. It is always fun to visit Grandma's and Grandpa's house but I think that this time has been the best ever!

It turns out that during Christmas, when it is cold, if I get someone to follow me to the living room they usually turn on the fireplace for me! I have never felt such satisfying warmth.

I don't know why everyone is always calling for me all over the house. Why don't they just check near the fireplace? Believe me, unless I am playing, that is where I will be.