We have a fish pond, and a stream at the bottom of the garden. It is thus somewhat of a rite of passage for cats in this household that they at some point come home very wet indeed. With Bada, we had to hose her down with jugfuls of warm water at 1 a.m. Iggy […]
This afternoon I found Henry and Ron busily investigating a bumble bee which had somehow fallen into their clutches. They were fascinated by the sound it made, and had batted it about enough for it to be not very well at all. Pete removed it, as what we really don’t need is a kitten with […]
Henry likes porridge!
We bought a cheap little camera in town yesterday, a Pentax M50, to keep downstairs – this is the first video, which didn’t come out too bad at all. Henry likes to chase the shadow of his tail – he does this a lot, for a very long time usually. Except, it seems, when there’s […]
I just went downstairs to fetch the washing in from the line (and how nice to be able to dry it outside!), and passed four cats snoozing peacefully in the living room; Mustrum was up here in the study. I can’t tell you how nice it was, as last evening we were worried enough about […]
Ron and Henry were conveyed to the vet today, to be neutered. As is the way of things these days, this can no longer be done at the little surgery in Hotwells; instead, we had to drag them all the way over to Zetland Road for 8-8.30 a.m. The traffic in our village is appalling […]
Pete and I were reading in bed last night, and there was a sort of scrabbling from under the bed. Kittins do scrabble, of course, but there seemed somehow to be a more concentrated aspect to this than usual. So Pete got out and had a look. And found a rat. Dead, thankfully, but not […]
It was only to tell them that their next worming treatment was due, and I have the pills here to do it (I expect it will hurt – us, not them). But I bet they wouldn’t have told us if I hadn’ t picked up the post …
Mustrum used to have an unfortunate tendency to, er, press his affections on our late and much lamented Moo. Although she wasn’t keen, she never stopped him, and he has never really come to understand that he’s been neutered. He appears to have transferred his affections to Henry now, who seems equally submissive, if a […]
We caught Ron this morning, spraying the door curtain. From the smell of it, it’s not the first time. So the curtain is in the washing machine, and Ron and Henry are booked in for the snip on 3rd March.
