<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899</id><updated>2011-05-23T19:09:12.665Z</updated><title type='text'>Indiana Homer</title><subtitle type='html'>Homer is a 11 month old Pedigree Lilac Oriental Short hair cat.

He has adventures, and these are some of them.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-7354490078769163838</id><published>2007-10-27T17:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:27:15.371Z</updated><title type='text'>Homer's First Cat Show</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday 20th October 2007, Homer attended his first cat show.  The Kentish Cat Club show, held in Maidstone in Kent.  To give Homer his FULL title... he is &lt;a href="http://www.beaububblysiamese.co.uk/index.php"&gt;Beaububbly Anubis.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a very good boy.   And gained some rosettes!  He came second in the Open behind his brother and gained two firsts in his side classes... Not a bad day for his first show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met his litter Mate Yoshi (&lt;A href="http://www.beaububblysiamese.co.uk/index.php"&gt;Beaububbly Odin&lt;/a&gt;) and we had a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_show_Oct07/822b583d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_show_Oct07/3f1b2033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer &amp;amp; his Brother Yoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_show_Oct07/67fbf654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 336px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_show_Oct07/1725ffe2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 351px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_show_Oct07/b31e6afc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 481px; height: 362px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_show_Oct07/3b5cf03c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-7354490078769163838?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/7354490078769163838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=7354490078769163838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7354490078769163838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7354490078769163838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/10/homers-first-cat-show.html' title='Homer&apos;s First Cat Show'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-1484678412870510042</id><published>2007-07-25T15:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:44:34.875Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postcolor"&gt; It was a beautiful evening yesterday, so the pets and I spent an hour or so outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1812.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jezabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 404px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1814.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 408px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1756.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 395px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1800.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my bum look big in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 410px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1744.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 413px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1758.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats eye view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 413px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1805.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovin this sunshine Mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 411px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1808.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 410px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1806.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Jez shows just how photogenic she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 412px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/24-07-07_1751.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats in here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 233px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/30-06-07_1249-1.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time to get up yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;!--TEMPLATE: skin_global, Template Part: signature_separator--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-1484678412870510042?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/1484678412870510042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=1484678412870510042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/1484678412870510042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/1484678412870510042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-was-beautiful-evening-yesterday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-5848192113027535146</id><published>2007-07-14T09:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:26:16.847Z</updated><title type='text'>Bookends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/Rpib1GmvxoI/AAAAAAAAABo/ABbfI0Q6dZU/s1600-h/CIMG0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/Rpib1GmvxoI/AAAAAAAAABo/ABbfI0Q6dZU/s320/CIMG0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086987115723474562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jezabella and Homer in the garden.  Today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-5848192113027535146?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/5848192113027535146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=5848192113027535146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/5848192113027535146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/5848192113027535146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/07/bookends.html' title='Bookends'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/Rpib1GmvxoI/AAAAAAAAABo/ABbfI0Q6dZU/s72-c/CIMG0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-2459371367178556093</id><published>2007-07-14T09:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:26:16.985Z</updated><title type='text'>My Awfully Big Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RpibSWmvxnI/AAAAAAAAABg/p3CmvXklG_A/s1600-h/05-07-07_1907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RpibSWmvxnI/AAAAAAAAABg/p3CmvXklG_A/s320/05-07-07_1907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086986518723020402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'In his own words... '  Friday 6th July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I got no food!  WHY?'    WHY NO FOOD  !  Jez'bela told them all too..  Jez'bela says I bein' took for newtoring?  What that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I bein' shoved in box!  What this about!  LET ME OUT.. I yell.. Jezbela larf at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I put in loud, smelly, noisy machine!  LET ME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mummy leave me!!  WHAT !  LET ME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get things poked in me.. I don't like this!  HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go to sleep!  When I wake up, I hungry... I a bit wobbly and legs go funny.  I scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I sleep again, wake up hungry again!  And Mummy there, she bring me home and give me fish!  I eat it all and play with Jez bela, she cross wiv me cos she says I smell funny!   Flipping cheek!  I bite her, that'll show her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-2459371367178556093?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/2459371367178556093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=2459371367178556093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/2459371367178556093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/2459371367178556093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-awfully-big-adventure.html' title='My Awfully Big Adventure!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RpibSWmvxnI/AAAAAAAAABg/p3CmvXklG_A/s72-c/05-07-07_1907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-7214213430823123253</id><published>2007-06-14T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-14T16:37:30.944Z</updated><title type='text'>Operation Lilac!</title><content type='html'>Agent Indiana Homer and his new sidekick Jezzie Croft are investigating new territory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0002.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Jezzie inspects the big pots for signs of gold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0005.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Jezzie on the move again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 260px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0001.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 511px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0018.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meets scary monster..  Scary monster despatched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:40 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0008.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Homer checks in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 302px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0025.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Homer and Agent Jezzie scan the horizon for signs of trouble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 290px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0051.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down tunnels and labrinths they trudge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 302px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0063.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry Homer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 305px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0069.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk like a crab.. they won't notice us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 364px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0071.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Homer checks out the bushes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Homer grabs TOAD! Which screams in terror and Agent Homer and Agent Jezzies mum has to rescue toad and take to place of safety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 314px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0072.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 362px; height: 294px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0073.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look an adventure at 10 O'clock..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 369px; height: 276px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0076.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got it Homer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0075.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I HAD it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 284px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0080.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've gone and lost it!  Where did it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="postcolor"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0081.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh got it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 272px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0088.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no it escaped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 298px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0083.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry I've got it Jezzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0125.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it went in here...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0172.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 284px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0194.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope it's gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0101.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 252px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0153.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where where!  Show me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 244px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0138.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which way did it go?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0097.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's up here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0145.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or down here?  No wait.. It's gone over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0165.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0174.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'll wait here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 240px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0175.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm grassss... tastessss niccceeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 268px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0176.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.... weeeee...  &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;!--TEMPLATE: skin_global, Template Part: signature_separator--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0171.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to work!  Slap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0148.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 362px; height: 271px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0149.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, lets get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 293px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0191.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 261px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0141.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That told it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 252px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0139.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumm tasty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 256px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0140.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 259px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0146.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm delicious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 261px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0004.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on.. lunch time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 258px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0179.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad restaurant this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0178.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs better service though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 254px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homer&amp;amp;jezzie14thjune/CIMG0180.jpg" alt="user posted image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm...  pass the salt..&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;!--TEMPLATE: skin_global, Template Part: signature_separator--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-7214213430823123253?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/7214213430823123253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=7214213430823123253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7214213430823123253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7214213430823123253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/06/agent-indiana-homer-and-his-new.html' title='Operation Lilac!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-5054617621941709335</id><published>2007-06-05T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-14T16:37:04.859Z</updated><title type='text'>Indiana Homer gets an accomplice!!</title><content type='html'>I came home from work this lunchtime to a happy to see me dog, Homer yelling, and not wanting to go out in the garden AGAIN.. and it's a beautiful day... this is extremely odd behaviour and one I feel that may have something to do with a beautiful young lady, currently in residence in my wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night they played ALL Night Long.. at least it felt like that.. this morning two tired but happy cats ate all their breakfasts and I left them to nap whilst I went to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer met me at the door.. yelling like normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came upstairs to see how Jezzie was doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG the sight that met my eyes... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge antique mirror, with no frame, that is normally propped up against one wall.. it's very heavy so cats and dogs - normally - aren't able to move it... I have trouble moving it.. it's heavy.. and so I thought.. safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong! I got up there to find it in pieces all over my bedroom carpet!  inch long slivers of sharp glass littering the front of the wardrobe!  Homer was fine.. obviously.. Jezzie was in her bed.. so I closed the wardrobe doors on her, shut Homer out and cleaned up.. I can't use the hoover as she is terrified... so had to pick my way inch by inch over the carpet to make sure I didn't miss any sharp slivers of glass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then opened Jezzies door and let Homer back in.... Jezzie came out.. apparently also unscathed from their adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror - what's left of it - is now in the study with the door firmly closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats!  &lt;!--emo&amp;:argh:--&gt;&lt;img src="http://siamesechat.30.forumer.com/html/emoticons/siamesechat/pull_hair.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="siamesechat/pull_hair.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-5054617621941709335?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/5054617621941709335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=5054617621941709335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/5054617621941709335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/5054617621941709335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/06/indiana-homer-gets-accomplice.html' title='Indiana Homer gets an accomplice!!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-3914121161551148776</id><published>2007-06-04T16:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:26:17.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Big Day in Homerville</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a BIG day for Homer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day he got himself a ladyfriend.  The ladyfriend in question is Beaububbly Sunbangles, or Jezabella.. she is also an oriental lilac and very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jezzie is 18 months old and came home with me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts here....&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:D--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;She's home.. She's re-designed the cat igloo to her own tastes.. it's sideways with the padding on the front.. so we can just see a BIT of Jezzie if we look round.. She's in the bathroom at the moment, not ideal, but at least it's quiet.. or would be if Homer wasn't outside serenading her...! He ran in when I went in to put her some water in... and they kind of sniffed each other... Homer was totally relaxed.. but did give a bit of a hiss and a sort of growly meow.. Jezzie meowed back... then I took him out.. but now he knows she's there and he is prowling around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No teeth or claws, no puffing up.. on either side...at least not yet anyway... I'm leaving her to settle now.. she has food, water, a litter tray and a bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip down and back was uneventful, and I've been back for 45 mins now.. settled Jez, had lunch and a cuppa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill was lovely and we sat chatting for an hour, I could happily have stayed for ages.. LOL... but thought I had better get back... So we catnapped Jezzie into the basket.. poor thing she fought like a tiger and gave me the benefit of her lovely contralto all the way home.. every so often I heard clawing noises, and when I stopped at some lights I saw her through the slats, on her side legs up, scratching and making a good job of singing along to Noel Gallagher on the stereo... She has a very similar voice actually the same tone! LOL... although her's is nicer... &lt;!--emo&amp;:catcool:--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear Homer in the landing, pacing... not sure what he makes of it all yet.. he has yet to let me know... It seems that Jezzie is just a TEENY bit bigger than Homer.. but she is very dainty and ladylike with small paws and fine legs.. Homer is at the moment, long and thin, but has huge paws and thicker legs with more muscle tone.. Mind you he never stops, so maybe that's why! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:D--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;He is just here now.. .snuggled up to my left side purring, so obviously not too upset with the proceedings.. I have a blanket that was in with Jezzie here on the bed.. so he is sniffing that open mouthed now... I rubbed it all over him earlier, so he smelled of Jezzie a bit too.. it must be very confusing as that rug smells of him too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things are getting better... Homer came into the bathroom with me just now.. and said hello to Jezzie, who said hello back.. she is still very scared, of course, and was curled up in the litter tray! As it's a hooded one, she probably felt more secure.. but I thought what if she needs a pee? or worse? So I took the hood off.. she looked terrified poor baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:p--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;But I made her bed more comfy and moved it away from the door, and it's now in the corner by the loo... again not ideal, but she saw it and left the tray and went in and lay down in the bed... I put my nightdress in there with her, it's probably a bit ripe! It was hot last night..    But it will hopefully let her get my scent without me being there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer sat next to her and sniffed her.. she sniffed him back.. I put some toys in there with her, and she did think seriously about playing with one for a bit.. but she looks at me with scared pleading eyes as if to say.. WHY did you kidnap me? Poor Jezzie I feel so mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:huh:--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;Naughty Homer then ate some of her food!     So he obviously isn't phased at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have left them in there together, they are just staring at one another, but it's very peaceful, I'd say they definately remember each other. The bathroom door is wedged open so Homer can get out if he wants to, but the dog can't get in.. I shall save THAT meeting for a day or so I think.. although the dog is very interested and wants in.. mostly because of the food in there I think! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RmRBihHc5NI/AAAAAAAAABI/RnK41mSPeBc/s1600-h/CIMG0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RmRBihHc5NI/AAAAAAAAABI/RnK41mSPeBc/s320/CIMG0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072251141587002578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went into the bathroom to find Jez on the windowsill, looking out the 'open'!!! window!! eek! I grabbed her and she dug her claws into the seal! LOL.. fortunately we got her off and the window is now shut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then started rubbing round me and purring.. so obviously she just needed some contact... she hisses at Homer, who is a complete sweetheart and just sits there looking bewildered at her behaviour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's still in the bathroom and I've left her some food, pichards, which so far has been spurned, but she's been in the litter tray a wee, so things are getting there and it's still only the first afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Homer is quite upset.. Jezzie threw him out of her bed! LOL.. naughty boy jumped in when I wasn't looking... she was quite firm on the subject... "sir ! I hardly know you! Please cease and desist!" or words and paws to that effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Homer looks so dejected... He's in bed here with me now... and keeps looking into the shadows, as if he can see her... I feel so sorry for both of them.. I know they're going to be friends though. Neither of them are scared... Jezzie is just cross he's taking so many liberties... He may 'know' her, but she certainly doesn't know him.. not yet anyway.. But there still have been no puffed tails... just a bit of 'swearing' and Jezzie hits him with her paws when he comes too close..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Five - Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well.. it's 5.30 am... I'm on the floor in the landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jezzie and Homer are in my son's room exploring and getting to know one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worrying trend with Homer is he will grab her by the scruff and then jump on her! Not sure if this is his way of saying this is MY home you obey me.. or Stand still I want to shag you! Jezzie is standing her ground however and if he gets too obnoxious will hiss at him, then he backs off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't let her out alone to explore as I would want, as Homer yells the place down when I do... she also spends all HER time standing on the other side yelling BACK! I would say Homer is completely and totally besotted.. he is ignoring me completely whilst she's there.. Jezzie is letting me stroke her it's really freaky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not sure if Homer HATES her or WANTS her body NOW.. either way he is being agressive without any growling or hissing.. but he definately wants to dominate her.. she on the other hand wants to dominate HIM... I guess they have to work it out... and as long as I am here to oversee them.. I think it'll be OK... just have to give it time I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jez is now IN my wardrobe! LOL.. she decided that is where she wanted to be, so after taking her out 33 times, I gave up.. and put her bed in there too! She's on the floor, the doors are double opening, so she is behind the closed bit.. but the door is open so she can see out.. just nobody can see IN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:huh:--&gt;Homer is in a real strop! Being as naughty as it's possible for him to be.. he is shut out of my room, which he is anyway during the day, I have to shut the doors when I am out as the dog has been known to use the bed as a loo... &lt;!--endemo--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:wacko:--&gt;I am at work this morning, but I don't think that'll be a problem for Jezzie she is sleeping now after us all being up since 5am.. &lt;!--endemo--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer is used to it too, and after he calms down a bit.. he has been bombing up and down the lawn like a cat possessed... Now he is stalking the house yelling then racing around, climbing on things, falling off... generally attention seeking behaviour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I was a bit worried about the neck grabbing.. I thought he was trying to Bonk her.. but I think, maybe it's a play/dominance thing... Only Jezzie is not having any of it, so there have been a few fisticuffs, but nothing serious... she yells at him.. gives a hiss and waves her paw at him.. and he backs off like he's been shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puffy tails or anything though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DOG will be a different story however.. she is terrified.. as she's never met a dog before... But Amy is very laid back, and if I can keep her off the cats FOOD.. she won't even bother Jezzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly BOTH Homer and Amy are attempting to break into my room and steal the food! Homer has his own down here! It's exactly the same.. but obviously forbidden fruit and all that.. he wants HERS! Maybe it's also a dominance thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:D--&gt;the morning went OK.. No evidence of trouble anyway.. Homer was on his cat tree when I came home, so he can see when I come home... &lt;!--endemo--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the bedroom now, Jezzie is in the wardrobe... and Homer is resting outside... they can see each other, but neither of them has moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jez ate a bowl of food this morning, and has attacked her biscuits I left down when I went out.. so that's good.. she's been in the litter tray again.. Homer is extremely interested in that! I guess it's her smell...undiluted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't actually see them from where I am.. but I occasionally hear a little mmmmmmr  from one or other of them.. or both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came out when I got home to say Hi... but did give a little Hiss when I opened the wardrobe.. so she obviously wants it closed.. So that's OK.. I only need to open it once a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer pinned her to the floor again.. but it's like he isn't quite sure WHY he's doing it... She doesn't seem distressed when he does it... just lets him get on with it... I guess she's come from a big cat family.. she's used to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;!--TEMPLATE: skin_global, Template Part: signature_separator--&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Eight  - Lilac Lunchtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fed them together today at lunchtime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they had something of a play.. well they jumped around each other.. Homer seems to have stopped grabbing her scruff now.. and seems a bit scared of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:unsure:--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;I have to go up the school to get my son in 10 mins, I'm going to take the dog with me and let them have the run of the house together...    I hope that's a good idea..  I will only be out half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. they ARE playing! Jezzie just chased Homer into the bedroom... there was just fireworks! If Homer gets too close he gets a hiss and a paw.. whereupon he leaps backwards like someone electrocuted him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ARE getting on.. but with reservations.. and Homer is jealous as hell.. as he's been my baby for so long.. Now Jezzie is - in his eyes - taking me away from him... but still wants to be he friend.. must be so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Homer has the runs..!  Poor baby. . must be stress.. I'm going to get them both fish for tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--TEMPLATE: skin_global, Template Part: signature_separator--&gt;Well better go now... keep fingers crossed the house is still standing when I get back!!         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 360px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Jezzie/CIMG0001-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 309px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Jezzie/CIMG0008-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer and Jezzie chat over lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 393px; height: 355px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Jezzie/CIMG0028-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beautiful Jesabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 466px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Jezzie/CIMG0031-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer the worried intrepid explorer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part Nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to find them both in the wardrobe.. Jezzie in the bed and Homer on the top of the laundry basket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--emo&amp;:D--&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt;Now my son, myself and the dog are all in here with Jezzie.. she's in the wardrobe... but even so! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Movie out soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lilacs, the dog and the wardrobe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-3914121161551148776?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/3914121161551148776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=3914121161551148776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/3914121161551148776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/3914121161551148776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-day-in-homerville.html' title='Big Day in Homerville'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RmRBihHc5NI/AAAAAAAAABI/RnK41mSPeBc/s72-c/CIMG0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-1769691710760071294</id><published>2007-06-01T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T14:00:20.830Z</updated><title type='text'>Poo... on my pillow!</title><content type='html'>1.30AM... Homer wakes me by jumping on my head... there is this 'smell'  followed by me groping about where Homer had been... I encountered 'sticky'.. ewww.. the light went on!  And I discovered to my delight, skid marks on my pillow!  How delightful.. I had to sponge my bedding, get up  wash my hands and inspect Homer's rear for more evidence, which obviously had all been left on my pillow!  Ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon he has been having a really TOUGH time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 325px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 319px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas gets a good seeing to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 318px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/Homers_bed/Roll%2081/CIMG0051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday the adventures get even more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer is getting a companion, half sister Jezabella.. who is also a lilac and very beautiful..  Homer is very excited at the prospect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space for details of this very exciting adventure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-1769691710760071294?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/1769691710760071294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=1769691710760071294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/1769691710760071294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/1769691710760071294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/06/poo-on-my-pillow.html' title='Poo... on my pillow!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-7158620593556521813</id><published>2007-05-31T07:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-31T07:10:39.964Z</updated><title type='text'>Indi Homer &amp; The Bloody Eye!</title><content type='html'>It started peacefully... the day was dawning, my son and I were sitting up in bed, cups of tea clutched in our hands, sleep in our eyes... idly discussing life the universe and everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer had been roaming the house, looking for clues or something, digging for treasure in his litter box, the usual morning stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly!  Homer enters the room at warp speed, lands on the dog.. who yelps and jumps off.. Homer puffs up like a well, a really puffy thing.. and my son and I recover our composure.. nearly tea everywhere then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a couple of minutes later the dog comes back in, and there is blood pouring down her cheek!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!  Homer has scratched her just underneath her eye... poor dog!  So I had to get up and bathe the eye.  Fortunately no real damage, just a tiny nick.. must have hurt though! Hopefully all will heal up OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly Homer!  It's not even 7am yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-7158620593556521813?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/7158620593556521813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=7158620593556521813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7158620593556521813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7158620593556521813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/05/indi-homer-bloody-eye.html' title='Indi Homer &amp; The Bloody Eye!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-2402336647051731257</id><published>2007-05-30T13:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:23:01.810Z</updated><title type='text'>Wet &amp; Dry... Plus food..</title><content type='html'>Indiana Homer has spent a quiet few days, for him, as it's been so rainy he hasn't had too much opportunity to make mischief..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went outside on Sunday, after MUCH yelling that it was UNFAIR and I was being totally unreasonable making him stay IN.. so I let him out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0013-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0013-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0009-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0009-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stayed out for around 5 mins and came in drenched..!  This is the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to see Pirates of the Caribbean as a family, and came home to find Homer had arranged his own supper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd eaten half a packet of soft rolls! and half a tin of Whiskers, which I had put on the side as he 'doesn't like it'.. to go into the bin!  He'd eaten all the food I had left out for him as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been spent 'roughing it' as you can see from the photo... what a HARD day he is having.  The dog is Amy, my crossbred Whippet, who is 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0019-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0019-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lunchtime I had some spicy chicken wraps, which Homer 'helped' me eat... He particularly liked the lettuce, pepper and spicy chicken sauce!  He also liked the chicken..but I do try and eat SOME of it myself, so that I don't fade away!  teehee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-2402336647051731257?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/2402336647051731257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=2402336647051731257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/2402336647051731257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/2402336647051731257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuteness.html' title='Wet &amp; Dry... Plus food..'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-1945654780247192597</id><published>2007-05-27T10:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-05-27T10:57:48.952Z</updated><title type='text'>Homer's Rainy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Homer has a problem with rain.  He thinks it's my fault and I should turn it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/movies/Turn_off_the_rain.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-1945654780247192597?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/1945654780247192597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=1945654780247192597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/1945654780247192597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/1945654780247192597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/05/homers-rainy-sunday.html' title='Homer&apos;s Rainy Sunday'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-5557013458076135823</id><published>2007-05-26T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-26T15:04:47.911Z</updated><title type='text'>Indiana And The Garden Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="300" height="289" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/homermovie.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-5557013458076135823?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/5557013458076135823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=5557013458076135823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/5557013458076135823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/5557013458076135823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='Indiana And The Garden Adventure'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-3736637323105344240</id><published>2007-02-27T12:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-26T18:47:11.087Z</updated><title type='text'>Indiana does some book research</title><content type='html'>Indi Homer has savaged my library book!  Last night as Andy and I were attempting to get rid of the MOST enormous wasp you have ever seen in your life from our kitchen! Which eventually we managed.. I'm not kidding it must have been 3 inches long! Scary !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came upstairs to bed to find Homer gone 'feral' He was savaging my book on my bed! Pages everywhere! When I screamed a bit.. he ran off and started savaging other things..! LOL... There followed a 'mad half hour' culminated when we turned the light off, with Homer pretending Andy was a wilderbeast and 'attacking' his bottom... !! LOL LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy was less amused by this than I was, I got the giggles! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The library book has been mended... sort of with selotape.. I guess I'll just have to go in and tell them my book was eaten by a tiger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/cats/CIMG0041-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-3736637323105344240?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/3736637323105344240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=3736637323105344240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/3736637323105344240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/3736637323105344240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/02/human.html' title='Indiana does some book research'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-7987150248061604780</id><published>2007-02-27T12:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:26:17.407Z</updated><title type='text'>Indiana and the Kitty of Doom!</title><content type='html'>Well today's Indihomer adventure started out innocently enough.. I was sitting in a chair ON the lawn with Homer in full sight..He'd been very good all afternoon, just pottering round, catching and eating his entire bodyweight in flies.. ewww... and not making any attempt to climb trees or anything. Then I made the mistake of looking the other way for ten seconds... No Homer... My son and I looked for him and he had vanished.. we looked EVERYWHERE.. up all the trees, in all the bushes.. IN the house! No Homer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're both yelling.. 'Homerr! Homerr! And no reply... no cat, nothing, just starting to get a BIT nervous when I hear a YooooooorrrrrrrrooooowwwwwwRRRRRR! from outside the back gate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open it to find a TWICE the size Homer sizing up to a cute black cat with a red collar on... who looked a bit put out at the sheer amount of noise Homer was producing...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black cat sees me.. and legs it.. Homer still looking like a puffball, shot under my neighbours car! and stayed there yelling like all the hounds of hell were after him... lgnoring all my calls, to please come out, everything will all be OK, I made a grab for his collar, but it's one of those quick release ones and it came off in my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... Finally I sent my son back into the house for his prawnies... and he came out for those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's now back in the house!   And I am recovering with a nice hot cuppa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly there is less than a two inch gap under that gate!  It's now filled in with bricks!   I feel like I live in a high security prison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtyhHc5KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/S8yfdrRjyuk/s1600-h/CIMG0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtyhHc5KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/S8yfdrRjyuk/s320/CIMG0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068851726511826082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-7987150248061604780?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/7987150248061604780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=7987150248061604780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7987150248061604780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/7987150248061604780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/02/dexter.html' title='Indiana and the Kitty of Doom!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtyhHc5KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/S8yfdrRjyuk/s72-c/CIMG0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844815962333472899.post-8407011562547776838</id><published>2007-02-27T11:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:26:17.706Z</updated><title type='text'>Indiana Homer gets his nickname!</title><content type='html'>This morning, Homer got stuck up a very tall fir tree in our garden! My husband had to climb up and fetch him down.. which sounds a LOT easier than it is.. if you've ever tried to climb a fir tree...! He tore his shirt and broke the strap on his watch! Homer was fine.. hardly phased at all by his adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I think I need to get him a parachute or something, he is SO clumsy, heaven knows how he got up there.. but there was NO way he was getting himself down! I had visions of calling the firebrigade! LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtBxHc5II/AAAAAAAAAAg/DMuHWsDuG_0/s1600-h/CIMG0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtBxHc5II/AAAAAAAAAAg/DMuHWsDuG_0/s320/CIMG0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068850888993203330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tripped up the back steps yesterday, nearly bashed himself in the face in the process! He completely lost his footing! LOL... I laughed I have to say, but I tried not to let him see... Oh and this morning he nearly fell down the stairs! He sat at the top and went to wash his ' bits ' then toppled over backwards and fell off the top step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone on the &lt;a href="http://siamesechat.30.forumer.com/index.php?act=idx"&gt;Siamese and Oriental Cat Chat Club &lt;/a&gt;mentioned I should blog his adventures and suggested his nickname, Indiana... as he is always having these adventures, and isn't always able to get out of these scrapes without some help!  Thanks Otters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtXBHc5JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MaFtQ6Ps6fo/s1600-h/CIMG0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtXBHc5JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MaFtQ6Ps6fo/s320/CIMG0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068851254065423506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844815962333472899-8407011562547776838?l=indihomer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/feeds/8407011562547776838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844815962333472899&amp;postID=8407011562547776838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/8407011562547776838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844815962333472899/posts/default/8407011562547776838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indihomer.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-quest-for-stardom.html' title='Indiana Homer gets his nickname!'/><author><name>Indiana Homer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05881875043093422888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/depplynished/avatars/homerjones2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eTxInxjMbSk/RlgtBxHc5II/AAAAAAAAAAg/DMuHWsDuG_0/s72-c/CIMG0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
