Supercute and supercool dancing bear in all of his fabulosity

I’ve been meaning to post this.

Last Friday night was Fap Friday Night, and my trusty go-to is Tumblr, where I came across this guy and his moves. I must have watched it twenty times in a row. I was hypnotized. He’s so incredibly adorable, in every way, but especially with that sweet, joyous smile right at the end. So cute.

What’s even better is that he has his own tumblr site. In the video below he has briefs on, but please note the website itself (j-mobear), which the link below leads to, contains nudity and is therefore NSFW.

Get ready to get hit by some gloriously fabulous moves.

If I have half his talent, I’d probably be confident enough to hit the dancefloor. I haven’t danced in years. I’m a terrible dancer, haha!

I can’t seem to find his name on his site, but here’s a cute photo of him. Cat person! Yay.


Update 29 October 2015: It just occured to me I forgot to credit the Divine Miss M for teaching me the word ‘fabulosity’, which I first heard from her 1999 song ‘I’m Beautiful’.


Galaxy Cat

I came across this beautiful mural art at one side of Holland Village Market & Food Centre, the side that faces Haagen Dazs.


Gorgeous, isn’t it. I find it fascinating, even as I feel a bit uneasy as I study it. It rekindles a suspicion deep inside me that I thought I had long banished.

That cats first came from outer space thousands of years ago, landing on our planet to enslave us. Cunningly working their way into our hearts with their fluffy cuteness and by pretending to be hopelessly derpy ever since. But we all know they are forever slyly plotting away in those pretty little heads of theirs on how to finally beat us into total submission. I have frequently caught my cats staring at me with a startlingly evil expression.They came close to domination with the ancient Egyptians, but all their effort backfired when they ended up being mummified along with the very masters they were seeking to destroy after seducing them. Progress has been slow ever since because they kept getting distracted into playtime by glittery things and puking out hairballs.

The designer of my keychain not only agrees with me, but thinks the situation is far more grim than I had thought.

Cats now rule the world

Anyway, back to the mural art.


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I am inspired by this artwork to call the next cat I adopt ‘Galaxy’. Or Gal, for short.



Cat delivers his verdict on Mac & Cheese: ‘Oh yum! Oh my God!’

I must have watched this short clip ten times, cackling away. I first saw it on tastefully offensive. It’s so funny. I have a black cat too and he is quite a character as well. Dog (the cat in the video is called dog) is so adorable.

I’m not crazy or anything (no, just kidding, I am crazy) but I swear I heard:

  1. Ohhh yum!
  2. Ohhh my god!
  3. Ohhhhhhh…….. YUMMM!!!
  4. Ohh my god
  5. Ohh my god
  6. Oh yeah!

And then he turned and gave a verbal hi-five to the kitchen cabinet before swaggering away. Probably ‘hell, yeah!‘, or ‘hell, yum!‘ or something.


I’m reminded of one of the stray cats who we fed and who came and went as they pleased, a neurotic little thing we called Marco. We wanted to adopt him as he was such a sweet creature, and we felt sorry for him and protective of him as he was such a nervous wreck. One of those restless lone rangers who didn’t quite get along with the other strays (I can relate to that haha).


Now who couldn’t love that sweet derpy face? Marco at his preferred point of entrance and exit: the kitchen window.

But he just refused to be homed and would wail to be released back outside. I guess the bond just wasn’t there because he was already a grown adult when he came to us, and not as a kitten. I think I read somewhere you have up to 10 weeks for a newborn kitten to know you and get used to you, otherwise they’ll never have a bond with you and be totally comfortable with you. Or something!

Anyway, Marco continued to come and go for a few more months, until he disappeared for good, and that’s when I really wished I had tried harder to keep him. I was worried sick. He seemed like such a fragile thing and I was sure something bad had happened to him, the poor guy.


Like Dog, Marco was a very ‘appreciative’ eater (read: noisy) which always cracked us up. God I really miss him. It’s been probably close to ten years, but I still remember him well. He left quite the mark in my heart.



Cat sculptures at Cavenagh Bridge

A tourist friend who had visited several times and passed by the area many times was again in town recently. He was excited when he thought he spotted something new as we were strolling around Boat Quay. I told him the cute sculptures of the cats have been there for some time, but I was happy to see his face all lit up and be part of his joy as he regarded the bronze cats with wonder and amusement.

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According to the ‘properties’ of this digital shot, I had taken this photo in March 2004.


So it’s been exactly ten years since I last said hi. This one was taken about a week ago.


Day 59



Like Blackie, who was featured in the previous post, Didi came into our lives suddenly. A lone ranger of a kitten who had somehow separated from the litter he had been born into. He came three years earlier than Blackie did, in 2004. A scrawny, ghostly, timid creature we only caught glimpses of at first among the other lodgers (a lovely term Steven, a blogger I follow, uses for them) we were feeding outside the house.

It took weeks for him to build the confidence to linger after he had eaten, instead of dashing back into the bushes. And slowly he allowed us to get closer and closer until finally we were allowed to pet him. A few months later, one of the lodgers got run over by a car. Upset, we herded the others into the house, including Didi, but only he and Suzy (to be featured next time) wanted to stay. The others were just not used to staying indoors.

At the time we had not adopted any cat yet, we were just feeding them outside. So it was with Didi and Suzy in 2004 that our pet ownership with cats began. Wow, ten years now. I can’t believe we’ve had them this long and that he and Suzy are now ten years old.




Didi has a beautiful temperament, very gentle and quiet. Shy with strangers, but friendly once he has spent some time warming up to them.


Getting along very well with Blackie. In the beginning in 2007 when Blackie had been brought into the household as a kitten, Didi had welcomed him and was gentle with him. Today as adults, their play/fight can be boisterous with even fur flying, but for the most part they’re peaceful and snuggling against each other like this.


Day 45 of ‘100 Happy Days‘.



He just waltzed into our lives in 2007, as a hyper-active and hyper-affectionate kitten, from God knows where. Just showed up and hung around the front door, refusing to leave, rubbing himself against my legs and going round and round in circles, and gazing at me so intently with those big round kitteh eyes, so intently like he was trying to tell me something. (which was probably “give it up, sucker, I’m melting your heart and you know it.“) I was really enamoured when he came running to me when I called him, which is so unlike cats to do so.

I was also worried about him on his own, being black. Stray cats don’t always get love and sympathy, especially when they’re black as some people think they’re bad luck or something

Today my sweet Blackie is still full of personality and charisma. The only thing is that he’s a bit neurotic where he would pee on anything plastic, so I can’t leave anything plastic or synthetic lying around, like my backpack. And he would still leave his mark on some corner in the living room, so I keep having to check. But as troublesome as that is when it happens, I’m glad he came into our lives. He hates it when I hug and cuddle him, but loves being stroked, and pretty much demands his daily dose. I think he knows how much he’s loved.





Day 44 of ‘100 Happy Days‘.

Black beauties

Going through the archive of my Tumblr (NSFW) and realised with no surprise there are quite a few photos of black cats. I adore all cats and dogs, but it wasn’t until Blackie came into our lives like maybe five years ago, that I think they have a special quality to them.

All the images below were reblogs so I do not own the copyright.

Also please bear in mind that some of the Tumblr sites named in the caption may contain images that are NSFW. So click on them only if this okay with you.

black cat, Tumblr

Via amaniman. Source: taylasudall.

cats, black cats, guys with glasses, cute boys with cats, Tumblr

Via guyswithglasses. Source: cuteboyswithcats

Via lifeisbeautifulmyfriend

Source: randomhilariouspictures

Source: randomhilariouspictures

Via doctexmex. Source: cuteoverload

Via aresbear75. Source: Buzzfeed

Via doctexmex. Source: terryford85

Via akosgravis. Source: nemome

Via guyswithglasses. Source: daintyloops

Source: randomhilariouspictures

And this one below is my absolute favourite. I wish I know who the photographer is because I so love it.

This would look amazing as a huge poster with dimensions like 2metres-times-2metres or even bigger, above a sofa or bed. Stunning and elegant and with a sexy dose of humour.

Via mansexfashion. Source: thelunarman

And the Grammy goes to

I had no idea there are so many covers of the music from the opening of Game of Thrones.

I came across this one on BuzzFeed, done by YouTube user herbertcosta. I love the show, and I love cats, but I could never have imagined the two worlds coming together in such a silly fun way. I must have watched it five times in a row.

I heard this one too, which had been uploaded earlier back in January.