Life and Times of Mr. Nigel

Hello, my name is Nigel. I am a dashing young lad from the Westhighlands. I'm only four months, but my maturity level is probably that of a 50 year old.

Saturday, June 24, 2006


Sometimes I get really irritated with Kat - she is all over me all the time like a bear over honey with the kissing and the hugging and the "hi baby" talk, I need my space occasionally. I'm worn out. I keep putting the dog whisperer book in places around the apartment where she'll take notice and maybe read it. I even highlighted the parts about not smothering your dog with attention.

It is really a very demanding occupation to be this adorable. Don't envy me.

Free Time

I do a lot of surfing of the internet when Mum's at work. I just got into this site: www.crazyaboutwesties.com

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Non-Stop grunting


Last night we went on a walk with my friend George and he could barely breathe by the time we got to the end of the street. We kept having to stop every 10 feet so he could catch his breath. Good God George! I kept saying to him. I mean, he's like one of my best friends and all, but he is like the type of friend I have to hide my food from before he visits - you know? When we returned from our walk all he wanted to do was sit in front of the open refridgerator.

I like fashion

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Boot Camp

Remember the shows they aired on WGN and FOX that were basically reality TV shows that sent rebellious and generally very angry teenagers to boot camp to be rehabilitate and learn how to cope with their feelings as well as share their emotions with others? Well, this is basically what happened to me - for two weeks - but there was no sharing of emotions or TV cameras involved. And when my mom / kat got me back there were no tears of joy and promises never to hit my little sister or stay out past curfew. I did, however, thank her by tearing up the carpet in her closet. .