Showing posts with label PTU. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PTU. Show all posts

Sunday, February 1, 2009

When I went away


Last time we went away on our holidays, mum made sure I did not escape my PTU. She did this by planting the door end next to the wall, and plonking her holiday bag on top!! Thus, I could not flip the PTU over and push my way out of the door.

Mum was also impressed that her packing was so light, as normally for a three day holiday, her bag is HUGE. She is determined to travel lighter than she has done in the past.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Back in the PTU


Oh man,

I hate having to go in the PTU. I love to sit in it and sleep - but only when the door is open and I can come and go as I please.


Don't panic - I will only be gone for a couple of days. My mum says she has to go and see the bean fambly for a visit. Dat means I has to go to the stinky cattery.
I will miss you cats and beans and will catch up when I get back.
Poppy Q

Sunday, October 28, 2007

It is my PTU!!!!


You smart cookies, it is my PTU - Prison Transport Unit. I am not going anywhere though. It is sitting in my mummys bedroom. She was going to put it away, but I likes to rest in it. It is quiet and has a cushion and a toy in there. And I like to purr very loudly in there too!!

Have a nice week everycat and bean.

Poppy Q