An educated mancat

You know, I'm not just another pretty face. I like to spend my days around books!

Who wants a story then?

Which one to start with... maybe a love poem
for the ladies?

No Hammy, I don't have a poem for you

Oops...Rumblemum just noticed that I
knocked over her gnome. Time for angel eyes!!

NO Hammy! Not enough room for you up
here too!

And Rumblemum descends back into laziness...

Untitled, a photo by d'Artangan Rumblepurr on Flickr.

Oh my friends, I think I need to challenge her to another blog challenge... she's back to being very lazy!

My very best...

Gimme treats face!

Yes please, I'll have some more!

We have a nightly ritual in the Rumblehouse - before she goes to bed, Rumblemum will toss treats in the air and I'll try to catch them.

I usually do quite well, but I think this is something that I need more practice at...

Please do not disturb

*rumbleZzzzzzZzzzzzzZzzzz*

A special boy has gone to the bridge tonight

Dash, a long time friend and fellow New Zealander has passed over to the bridge tonight. The world has lost a very special light.

Dash and Marjorie were always the first to think of others, and have spent countless hours doing kind acts and giving to the community. Their generosity knew no bounds. Online and in real life, Marjorie and Dash have done amazing things for animals all over the world, and brought joy to many.

When we lost our Inigo, Marjorie was there for us. I know that Inigo will be there for Dash tonight to make sure he's not scared.

Please, can you leave a comment on their blog, and think a kind thought for them tonight.  I've turned off comments here.

Fly free sweet Dash. You were taken too soon.

Ohhh so cold

We thought that winter was over, we'd been having such lovely weather. Lots of sun-puddles to lounge in, and oh how we basked in that sun!

 Alas, it is no more. It's all turned to freezing winds and chilly nights.

 We dream of warmer days.

If I put my paw over my eyes, I won't see That Ham in MY chair

 Rumblemum is not succeeding in her 30-day challenge... we're going to have to whip her into shape!

Ham Hawk Headquarters

I have decided, since it's been getting chilly at night, that I need a headquarters. Every good hero has one, now so do I.

Ham Hawk headquarters is now officially located under the quilt, snuggled in to Rumblemum.

If anyone needs me to save them, just open a package of ham and I'll be there!!

I thwart thee, evil!!

I'm gonna hide in here

It's safe in my mouse-house

Let me know when the Ham-ming is over...

Easy like Sunday Ham

After a long, hard night of Ham Hawk-ing, a boycat needs to relax.

And roll.

On a bathmat.

Can I help you?

...with a duckie.

The truth about Hammy

He loves to cuddle with his mum...

*snuggle*

His purrs are brighter than the sun!

I'm thinking of cuddles

But when the night begins to fall...

Oooo, I sense danger!

There is a Ham that watches all.

I'm HAM HAWK!!!

HAM HAWK: avenger of ham, pork and bacon related goods.
HAM HAWK: protecting the innocent noms, noming the guilty noms.
HAM HAWK: putting the 'ham' in Hammy!

Wordless Wednesday

I'm getting them trained

On Sunday morning, I discovered I was out of crunchies.

Being a kind and generous mancat, I waited till about 8am (a time when the Rumbleparents SHOULD be up) then I started making my unhappiness known.

First I started with some gentle mews. Nothing.

So I got a bit louder.

When THAT didn't work, I went to Rumbledad's bedside table and started knocking things off. Still no luck.

 I went over to Rumblemum's bedside table and started knocking things off. No response.

And then a lightbulb went on... literally! I figured out how to turn on the bedside table lamp! Victory! Moments later I had a full bowl.

 The moral of this story? Rumblemum was clearly awake to note all the things I tried to get her attention - she should learn to get up at the first mew or else she gets a face full of LIGHT!

Mancat in motion

This is not for the faint of heart

Yesterday was a beautiful sunny day here, and to honor the sun I have allowed Rumblemum to photograph me enjoying it.

Sometimes a mancat just has to have a snooze. On his tent.

Oh hey Rumblemum. Yeah I see you have a camera.

I guess it's ok to take my photo. Wait, let me look a bit kitten-y first.

Ooo actually that sun is a bit bright...

VERY bright.

Only one thing I can do in a situation like this. ZzzZzzz

Easy like Sunday

A Sunday Ham