Bingo's Journal - What Now?

Bingo the Mighty Adventurer here - I am once again looking for something to DO! As a cat it's my job to be frisky and frolic around our property.


Aha! I spy my best friend Lucky the Cat who is wandering nearby. He has a gleam in his eyes. He's probably looking for trouble. But trouble for cats can mean fun!


If I crouch down really low behind this rock I bet he won't see me. I am a cat and we are practically invisible when we scrunch like this. Or so it seems.


But drat! Then he sees me too! He thinks hiding in the brick rubble makes him see through. But he is totally obvious to me. I am a cat who sees all - especially my friend who is not well camouflaged. Heh, heh, heh . . . .


Whoa!!!! What does Lucky think he is doing? He's not supposed to be chasing me! I was going to chase him!! I guess I'd better RUN!


If I hide behind this car carrier I think I can stall him. He looks a little testy though. Never mess with a cat with ears that look like that! He is giving me the big bad cat stare down and I always pretend to cower in fear. I'm not really scared. It's just fun to act like I am afraid of him.


See - a few moments later we decide to call it a truce and walk leisurely across the yard together. We cats may play rough, chase each other ruthlessly and occasionally run like banshees, but . . .


. . . we are two cats who are always the best of buds in the end. As we walk off in the afternoon it's good to know I have a great friend. Everyone needs one. Even a cat.

Bingo's Journal - Hay, Hay, Hay - I've been Laz-hay . . .

Greetings humans! It's Bingo the Mighty Adventurer here. I've been super busy this spring - doing tremendously important cat stuff - of course.

I sleep and I nap and I slumber and I rest.
I relax and I meditate and I gaze and I snooze.

My life is very taxing - for sure. I bet I look very stressed.
It's hard being a celebrity cat . . . .

I find my best snoozing spot out at the hay stacks in the barn. I am the BEST barn cat ever. I keep tabs on all that happens in the hay bales...


I just hate it when I poke my eye on a piece of hay - it's kind of embarrassing. But I push on with my patrol. Down I descend to inspect the lower levels of the hay. My cat senses tell me there may be something to eat.


I thought I heard a squeak of some kind. It's the sound of rodents that my super cat hearing can detect from within the hay bales. The small furry satellite dishes on my head never lie. But is the noise from mice or ground squirrels today? Hmmmmmmm. I'd like to find a really big mouse for a snack.


Maybe they are hiding in the spaces between the bales of hay. I'll have to sniff and find out. Nope, can't see mice inside here.


And nothing here either! Well, I think I'd better check on the grain bucket. Sometimes they climb in but they can't get out, and I can find a delightfully easy snack. It's easy "popcorn" pickens for a cat like me when a few little meeses are stuck in there.

Drat. Nothing.

I'd just better check out my cat bed again. Maybe the mice are hiding there.
Yeah that's the ticket.

Again! No mice!

I just think my hay bale-cat bed is calling me once again.
It says "Sleep Bingo....Sleep Bingo....Sleep Bingo, Sleep.

Like I said, I've been in the hay and been very, very LAZ-HAY.

Goodness. Somehow a yawn has escaped me. Hay bales are a sedative for barn cats. They are sleep inducing. Soporific. Great. Just Great. How am I ever to patrol the barn and discover a new adventure when I am so tired.


Oh well, I'll try again tomorrow. I am hopeless today or rather this spring. It's back to my cat nap.

Bye for now,
Bingo

Bingo is Catstacular

Greetings Humans! I am Bingo and I live in California. Please join me for an extraordinary day out on my farm. I love to sniff the air and feel the new grass leaves between my toes. It's spring and there is no better time to be a cat!


Maybe I spoke too soon . . . Da da da dum... da da da dum.... (Sometimes I wish I had my own orchestra). There is a large brown animal in my creek. She is no stranger to our land. SHE is the largish puppy named Scout, who invaded our property about 9 months ago. I do not like her . . .


To begin with, Scout the dog sploshes and slops and slurps up water. She is very undignified and has awful manners. Then she likes to sneak my cat food when no one is guarding it because she is a thief. And WORST of all she likes to CHASE ME!


Oh, has she seen me yet? I sure hope not. The Tall Lady, my personal human, has been trying to train her to not chase us cats, but when she is not around the dog is accountable to no one. She likes to torment me. I don't think I can scratch her well enough to dissuade her pursuit. But I run faster than Scout the dog. She can NOT catch me!


Just to be on the safe side of the cat-dog relationship, I think I'll hightail it out of here in a fast but casual manner and hope for the best on higher ground. I am Bingo, The Mighty Adventurer, but even I have my limits.


OH NO!!!! She has spotted me! I must run . . . NOW!


The humiliation, the suffering, the embarrassment. I am shamed to call my self a cat. But I'd rather be a cat with all my fur than a cat in the mouth of the beastly dog. Woe is me.


Now that I have shown you how wimpy I am, I bet you won't believe that the Tall Lady wrote a children's picture book about me. It's called Bingo's Big Adventure. In this photo documentary I meet another scary cat on my farm, I climb a spectacular tree and I even chase a vicious rooster. Yep. I sulked along after that foul fowl until he spotted me . . . and then I . . . um . . . um . . . ran home to my human mommy the Tall Lady that is . . . So basically I am a "chicken" dressed in cat fur. But that is how cats survive is it not.

Well, I need to back down this tree some time soon and get myself in the house. That is, after the DOG leaves. Then I can retire for my much needed nap. Thanks for viewing my personal cat trauma.

Bye for now!
Bingo

Bingo's Journal - The Tall Lady has Published my Book as an e-book too!

Hi Humans!

Good news for all the ebook parents out there. Bingo's Big Adventure is now available as an epub book and can be downloaded for an iPad or other electronic reading devices at ePubBud. The Tall Lady resisted this movement in children's books, but decided that it was probably in the best interest of kids if an option for an electronic version of my book was available. It's amazing to think that Bingo's Big Adventure, a fun children's picture book, can now be purchased electronically for an iPad at only $3.99 through:

EPubBud is a great site where anyone can self publish their books and sell them on line! Other titles are available on the site to purchase for low fees.

Another exciting news item is that under the ePubBud title, a new cover is available for Bingo's Big Adventure. It's flashy and bright and shows me (Bingo) stalking Mr. D the intrepid rooster. . .

So parents can buy a great epub children's picture book or "iBook" with excellent reviews and be paperless in the rapidly advancing electronic world! Bingo's Big Adventure, a children's picture story, is downloadable for an iPad or iPhone, Nookcolor or for Literati/Kobo.

Thanks for visiting,

Bingo, The Mighty Adventurer

Bingo's Journal - The Winter Dulldrums

The sorrows of winter are filling me with raindrops and wet paws, wind chills and soaked fur. When I glance out the window I see moisture on the pane. It is raining again.


When I crack my cat's eyes from the deep sleep that binds me to the couch, I can barely discern the out door world through that rain streaked window.


Is there grass growing out there? Are there puddles? Have the rodents drowned in the rain soaked earth?


And as I open my eyes slightly wider I can see some of my territory more clearly. The old wagon wheels, the broken Radio Flyer wagon, the trees, the creek, and the fields beyond our fence.


But it is too much, much too much for a cat to take in on a day like this. Oh, the wind . . . Oh, the pounding rain . . . Oh, the cold . . . Oh, the wetness. The warmth of a pillow cushion snuggling me into dreamland is all I need. I can help it no longer. I am a cat who needs to sleep.


Until the storm clouds clear, until the creek recedes, until the grass dries, and until I can unwind from my ball of sleep and see clearly through the window . . . I will be as one with the couch.

"Winter" in cat language means "sleeeeeep . . . "

Bingo's Journal - Bingo's Big Adventure in Video Form

Hi Humans,

The Tall Lady has finally put my book into a slide show format so folks can browse through the pages one by one and see what it's all about. If you click on the slide show below you can leaf through Bingo's Big Adventure and see each page for yourself in full color. Enjoy!!

If you would like to watch in a slightly larger screen on YouTube just click HERE.

Bye for now,
Bingo