Dear Ron We know that you like to go hunting at night – we don’t like it, but we understand. And we understand that you want to bring your kills home, although you don’t bring them to us to show them off. However, the chirps and other general noise that ensues is starting to get […]
Drumknott Originally uploaded by ramtops Drumknott, our melanistic black Bengal, went missing in November 2003, and I still think I hear him shouting with his distinctive voice from time to time … He was a dreadful cat, with a black coat, and a black heart, and we loved him to bits. He was generally known […]
We heard a growling, and Lilith came hurtling up the stairs with a small (dead) bird in her mouth, and Ron in close pursuit; no idea who was making the noise, but we’ve never heard either of them sounding like that before! We think Lilith dropped it, and Ron picked it up, and he wasn’t […]
Ron went walkabout yesterday for the first time ever, and we’d forgotten what a worry it is. Being the Greediest Cat in the World, he is generally first in line when the tin is opened, with sharpened elbows at the ready to make sure nobody gets there in front of him. So when Henry had […]
Ron and Henry Originally uploaded by ramtops Pete thinks that EnRon look like the Kray twins in this photo. And they are very good to their mother …
basement kitteh gets filed Originally uploaded by ramtops They grow ever bigger, and ever more exploratory. Today Ron spent time on the speaker mounted on the wall above my desk, then moved to sit on the box files on shelves a bit further along. He’s a big like Gollum in some respects – all limbs […]
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 […]
and so it begins … Originally uploaded by ramtops We were musing last night on how the kittens would behave when confronted with wildlife, as we tormented played with them with a bird on a wire (a toy! bird, I hasten to add). Ron just sorted of batted it, but Henry went straight for the […]
