Henry and Ron grow by the day, and their exploits know no bounds. Ron is still the runty one, so it took him about two weeks longer than Henry to work out how to get on to the kitchen worktops; as this is where we have been putting the big cats’ meals, there is an […]
I just went into the living room, to find Henry seemingly fast asleep on the turntable (which is catcam #6, for those who are interested), and Ron seemingly fast asleep on the back of the sofa. So who, I wonder, was responsible for the veritable ocean of tissues which had been removed from the empty […]
Continue reading about it was only a matter of time, I guess
They don’t get on really, the big spotty cats and the kittens … On the left, Henry lying on top of Iggy, and on the right Ron lying on top of Mustrum. The kittens just turn up and occupy a space, no matter what else is in it, and expect to be made welcome. And […]
We finally got fed up with living with a hall that had no wallpaper or paint, and no carpet, and so last week we summoned the Carpet Man to measure up and quote for the hall, stairs and landing, and through into the bathroom. Amazingly, we discovered that it was affordable, and so we booked […]
This morning, we bundled Henry and Ron into the big cat basket, and bore them off to Vim the Vet for their first vaccinations, and to take advantage of the free microchip offer (which saved us about £50 – hurrah!). They’ve been jabbed for Everything, and have to return in three weeks for the followup […]
Ron being hideously cute kittens with chicken goo goo g’joob
Continue reading about some photos for a rainy Monday morning
Astonishing to think they’ve been here a week – we can’t decide if it feels like a few hours or a few years 🙂 Things we – and they – have learned: Ron has a temper – a nasty temper. Last night he was playing with one of the houseplants, and Pete picked him up […]
EnRon (as they are collectively known) gave us time off for good behaviour on Saturday night, and we spent a relatively peaceful night with Lilith curled up between us. Until Iggy arrived and sat on my pillow again; he is a large chap, and shoves. At one point he was sitting on my head. We […]
Or Coffin Henry and Foul Ole Ron if you prefer. Named after two beggars in Ankh Morpork, on the Discworld – all our cats have been named for Pratchett characters. They are eight weeks old – mother is a British Blue, apparently. We didn’t see her. Father unknown 🙂 Ron is jet black all over, […]
