Thursday, April 7, 2011

New blog look!

Hey everybody! Me and Mat thought it was time for a new look for tails of a cat our blog mnmbmvbv hv/ "Mat!" Sorry about that. We have music playing and Mat is dancing on the top of the computer and he just fell on the keys. Mat is so excited about the new blog that I think he forgets we're not supposed to be on the computer one whole hour. Anyway we got a fish tank for our new blog that we feed everyday titled 'Mat's fishy friends' (right) . Just click on the water and they will scurry around your mouse-"no it's not time for your chopped mouse yet Mat!" Well anyway they will scurry around your M-O-U-S-E and eat the food. Speaking of food, Mat paws at the fish like they're his food. I think I should have titled it Mat's lunch. Now Mat's playing air guitar. Now- "Mat, sHUT THAT RACKET UP!" -he's playing his drums. I forgot he had them. We hope you like our new look and adventures with our buddy Mat will never end.

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Vincent and Mat

Tails of a cat: Mat's birthday

Tails of a cat: Mat's birthday

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The Great Egg Adventure

Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnng! Went the bell. Mat and his classmates jumped out of their seats and ran out the back door of the school. All of them, that is, except Rainbow the chameleon. The teacher lifted him to the ground and patted him as he crawled out the door. On the playground, the friends were talking about what they had learned that day. Kito said something in Chinese. "Huh?", said Mat. "I learned that if you don't sssshake the milk the right way it will SSSqeeezzzzze out," translated Dexter the snake. "Very sensible," agreed Mat. "I learned jewelry is beautiful under the micro- whatever they call it," said Sally. "Say something interesting. I like interesting things. I want to learn interesting stuff. I didn't learn anything today. I was daydreaming," blurted Spats. "What were you daydreaming about?", asked Chester. "Easter," said Spats.

"Easter!?," everyone shouted in surprise. "Yeah, Easter. It's a holiday my family celebrates. It's got presents, cards, bunnies, eggs, and stuff," said Spats. "There's this big dude, a bunny in fact, that has a basket full of eggs and presssentsss. I know, I celebrate it too," said Dexter. "You got it, Dex. At our house he puts his eggs around the house and then we have to search for 'em. He usually leaves one by the basket on my dad's coffee table. Then he puts clues in 'em and we follow 'em," said Spats. "It becomes SSpring around that time. Lots of babies are born around that time. Birds come from eggss so that's why eggs symbolize Easter." said Dexter. "I'm hungry," complained Tangerine. "Bravo Dex! You know a lot about Easter," said Spats.

"I'm hungry," said Tangerine again. "So that's Easter," said Spats. There was a giant round of applause for Spats, Dexter and Easter. "I'm hungry," said Tangerine for the third time. "Oh, for Pete's sake! If you're really that hungry, we should go over my house," said Mat. They raced over to Mat's house.

They saw a train. It had lots and lots of eggs on it. "Let's get on it!," said Mat. Hector posed as a conductor and took pretend tickets that Kito had found. They were in Chinese, but nobody took notice of that. They just gave them to Hector. Tangerine handled the food (of course!), Willee looked after the eggs in the freight car, and Mat and Freckles teamed up to drive it. The train puffed up high hills and rattled down them. Soon they came to the biggest hill of all, that swayed through a gigantic crater and raced down into a valley filled with colorful eggs of all sizes. As they raced down the hill, Hermie the hammerhead shark, who was in the aqua car with Manny manatee, saw a red signal. "STOP!!!" he yelled. Mat and Freckles put on the brakes! SCREEECH! The force of the stop was too much for the eggs! One by one they rolled down the hill. The train tried to stop but the hill was too steep! It rolled fast down the hill with the eggs following it. BAM! Caa! Caa! The friends opened their eyes. They were on an island by a circular river that twirled around them with the easter eggs in its grasp. "Nuts!" came a small voice. The friends looked around. There was nothing there except a giant Easter egg on the Island. Suddenly the egg popped open revealing a small bunny. "Hello!" it said. "I'm Benny Bunny. I was just hauling this big egg up the hill onto my train, but it looks like you found the train first. Good thing that hammerhead of yours saw the stop sign I put up so you wouldn't crash into me. Unfortunately, it did anyway. You just crash landed on Egg Island. I store my eggs here, but my new ones kinda fell into the river so, I kinda have to get 'em out, so you help me if you care to?," said Benny. "Of course Benny!," they all cried. "You have to cross by jumping on the rocks in the right order to spell out 'easter egg'. Got it?" "Yep!" meowed Spats. Before Spats could stop her, Sally jumped on the rocks spelling out E-E-S-T-R. When she hopped onto the second 'E' the rock sunk into the water. "HELgurgle gurgle" Sally shouted. "Huh?" said Hector. "I'll save you" yelled Mat. He grabbed a rotten pair of swim trunks that somebody had left on a bush for no apparent reason and dove in. Freckles grabbed his swim trunks and pulled him out of the water hanging by them and let him fall out of them. "Oof!" said Mat, "don't do that. I know that Manny and Hermie can swim out there and get her - with this," Freckles said as he held up the swim trunks. "They can hold this out to her and she can grab on and then they will pull her to land," he continued. "There. Mission accomplished." "Let's do it!" everyone yelled. They put their plan into action and soon Sally was safe and the eggs were found and painted.

"Now, we must take these eggs to the Easter Bunny," said Benny. The Easter Bunny was pleased and gave Freckles, Hermie, and Manny medals of bravery for rescuing Sally and gave Benny a badge for being the Easter Bunny's official assistant. "And yours," he told Mat. "Is for having hope for rescuing Sally," he said calmly. Everyone cheered. They were a team for Mat! THE END

Monday, April 4, 2011

Mat Got:

This is what Mat got for his birthday today:
a piano (it's so big it takes up the music room)
a chopped mouse (yuck)
nine pink guns (huh?)
a dog (yikes)
a drum set
a space station
an electric train
a "learn the alphabet" workbook (doesn't Mat know the ABC's already)
a bar of chocolate
a book titled "train your track" (so that it doesn't get bumpy and so that the engine doesn't fall off)
toy blocks
a broom (So Mat can clean his Room)
a haunted house video game (gives me the creeps)

Mat is lounging on the floor watching his electric train go round and munching on his chocolate bar leaving his creepy video game on in the background. Man, he is a character! I think he does that just to bug us! He has switched the piano to auto play while he plays with his blocks. The dog is making so much noise that mom can't hear herself as she sweeps his room. The dog got so annoying that Mat used his leftover chocolate as a bullet, placed it in one of his nine pink guns and shot him. The dog avoided him after that. Mat plays drums every day so we can't digest our dinner. The only thing that can settle him down is either to force him to do his letters, make the dog massage him, or feed him another part of his chopped mouse (PEE-EEW!). Well we all hope he had a happy birthday!

It's Mat's ninth birthday!

Today, April 4, 2011, is Mat's birthday! Hooray! He is turning nine. Nine. Funny huh? And then you realize that "hey- cats have nine lives. Mat's nine today! Is that a coincidence or what?! Ha, ha nine and nine, That's funny. ha, ha, ha. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahag hag cough choke. I can't breathe!" Solution: Don't laugh! Actually, I did some research and I figured out that we got him on his fourth life. He lived to be 800 years old in his last life. Just when he was thinking about being ready to have babies, his wife scared him and he dropped dead...

Mat looked around his house. What could be better than his home, home sweet home. His master Billy took him for walks. I know. Dogs are the ones that are supposed to take walks, but really, he did. The house wasn't rat infested, and he could spend a quiet evening with his wife Eliza. Just then Eliza screamed. Bingo! Mat dead. I did some more research and found out that when Eliza was changing the log for the fire, Mat's friend Le Roy was just dropping by to say hello. He went down the chimney and landed on Eliza. Then she screamed. I mean, of course wouldn't you scream if someone slid down the chimney and fell on you? Well Eliza and Le Roy fell in love so it didn't matter if Mat was dead, did it? Well, the next thing Mat knew was he was drinking milk from his mommy like a baby. Well, he was a baby. At first he didn't understand it, but soon he caught on. He had experiences like this three times before - he was moving to a next life. And that was how he became The Fabulous Mat The Cat. Happy Birthday Mat!

Mat's birthday

It was Mat's birthday. He was excited. He and his best friends were getting ready for the party. He grabbed a bag of balloons and began to open them with his teeth. He tore into the plastic and dug in. It tasted like, like, well like Plastic. When he finally got it open, it was too late. He swallowed the balloons in one gulp. Shortly after, he felt queasy. As he breathed little sick cat breath the balloons in his little sick cat stomach blew up. Once they were too full, they began to explode. Mat hopped around the house holding his tummy, banging into furniture, etc. That just made the biggest balloon of all get filled up with air. Soon he had floated through the skylight into the air above his friends' houses. Sally looked into her purse to find something to shoot him down with, but all she pulled out were two P-shooters. she loaded them with chocolate bullets and started firering. She even shot one through a hollow tree that hit Kito the Chinese cat, who muttered something in Chinese and then fainted. Spats had a step stool and was Shooting wildly like Sally. They basically were shooting up a storm and they were so busy shooting that they didn't realize that they weren't making any progress shooting at the balloon in Mat's stomach that held him up in the air. So because they were shooting so much and they didn't know that they were accurate and Chester thought it was such a waste of good chocolate that he and Cheddar hopped around like fools trying to fill a bowl with the chocolate they were shooting and used it as party food for Mat's birthday.


Anyway, Freckles didn't have a P-shooter to shoot Mat down with so he said "I know, I will make a sling shot and shoot at Mat's bottom like Spats." So, he picked up a piece of wood from the ground and shaped it into a Y. He asked Sally if he could have her rubber band but took it anyway. Then got some chocolate bullets and started shooting. They weren't Shooting correctly so they never popped the balloon in Mat's stomach (Which was why Chester thought it was a waste of chocolate) but the balloon ran out of air so Finally Mat was down. Mat went home to his house to prepare for his party. When he was ready, his friends rang his doorbell. He raced to the door - and hit it. When his friends opened the door, they laughed, in his rush to get to the door Mat had knocked over a number of things. Sally had brought her camera to take a picture of the birthday boy, which is what she did, Mat flat on the door, with bent whiskers. THE END