The Madness of my mad (bush farm) life with Minion of Basement Cat included

I started this blog post several days ago and got nowhere fast.

As usual I haven't been near my blog for ages. I'm not used to not blogging and I still haven't said hi to you guys!!!! I think at this rate a shotgun will be needed and a threat made to yours truly that buckshot will be in one's rear end if one does NOT visit some blogs. Diane I haven't forgotten I have been so busy I have forgotten all kinds of things...grrr. Excuses are now not an option. I miss you guys!!!! Okay onto some stuff here...

River as we all know was expecting a calf ..good news is she calved a healthy bull calf yesterday morning at 5 a.m. NZ time on a frosty August morning. Normally I don't get so sentimental over cows calving, but in this case my baby cow River (who is now too big to be a baby anymore) that I raised right from birth is now mother to her own baby. So I'm kind of a bovine least for the next five months that is. Then well this little guy is headed over to Paparoa to friends of mine who wanted a steer. The vet will be out in three weeks time to turn poor little calf into a steer for good.

Meantime I am now definitely convinced that cute little white kitten I bought home from the vets in January 2009 is a confirmed minion of basement cat. Sasquatch is evil..very evil. After all one that is a dedicated celing cat follower and has the divine colouration to boot should be loving and sweet.. Of course not. This Minion Of Basement Cat has six black hairs on his head. Routine at present...enter hooman's hooman's leg bite somewhere nice to sleep. Wait until stupid hooman is at the flashy box thing (computer that is) climb onto stupid hooman then sink sharp teeth into hooman's arm and refuse to release hooman until scratch behind pink ears. Then release and bite other arm. Once completed report to Basement Cat that the torment of the stupid hooman has been completed until another day...
Practising Minion of Basement Cat (Celing Cat disguise mode) fooled hoomans at 8 weeks old.

Madness continues. We have had a real bad dose of sicknesses here on the farm over the last three months. Last week after getting completely over the flu it was my turn to get the Rotavirus. Well okay fine if I didn't have deadlines and a publication to put together that was. I needed a new carcass after mine had decided to clap out. Such are the frustrations of late. The bills seem to keep coming, I seem to keep on paying and before I know it more are coming again..same old routine I think for all of us. But I have some stuff for the crew to read and perhaps more madness will be brought back into your lives... keep checking I'm actually still writing this.. more coming


  1. THe little calf is SO cute, glad that River did so well. I think all cats are secretly minions of basement cat, they probably have meetings each month to discuss how they can do their job better against us hoomans.

  2. Great to read another post! We have missed you over at Necky Knoll House.

    What a lovely calf.

    I wonder how Minion of Basement Cat would behave with us giraffes? :)

  3. She just wants all of your attention. Poor little thing. LOL. Love the calf. Wish I was down under, your pictures make things there look so nice.

  4. I've been wondering where you'd disappeared to - wondered if The Terrorist had trampled you underfoot as she managed to get into the house lol !
    Hope you're all feeling better soon, warmer weather is just around the corner so hopefully things will be more civilised.
    Congrats to River on her bonny bully calf!


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