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The other day, I had an itch on my nose.
IT’S A MONSTER! I have no idea what it actually was, but it looked a little like it had antennae and a tail. It looks like it’s speedily running up my nose to get inside and eat the marshmallow fluff that Miz Robyn says is inside my head!
Anyway, I was very brave and let Daddycat kill it without a second thought.
Daddycat says it was a piece of fluff, but I don’t believe him!
You know, a few of our friends… and Brian Have all asked at some point, “How does your Daddycat resist you?” Well the truth is… HE CAN’T! We’ve lost count of the times we’ve been rudely woken up with his face buried in our fur! Of course, we can’t blame him, but he could excercise a little self control sometimes!
This is my new place in the house. It’s known as “The Captain’s Chair” I R The Captain now. One of the signs of a rufty-tuffty mancat is his whisker pads. A big strong mancat must have big whisker pads. In this picture, I’m demonstrating how huge my whisker pads are. Look how mancatly I am!
Being a mancat is a big responsibility though. Sometimes you forget how fierce you are, so you need to be careful.
Daddycat here. There is such a funny routine to meall times here. They both are very excited about their dinner, and as soon as they finish, they both think they can steal eachothers! If we don’t separate them, they’ll both eat out of the same bowl, as fast as they can.. I thought they would fight over food at least! Is there no end to these cats’ strange behaviour?? Here’s a little film a made of mealtime.. Look! I have photographic evidence!
Can you see her paw out, trying to trip me up? I’m totally blameless all the time, and this PROVES it! Anything else she says about me, like saying I jump on her when she’s asleep is a LIE! It’s not fair, I bet Harley knows what I mean!
Teego.
Hello friends! I went to the vet today, for a “boosty jection” I have no idea what that is, but I was a brave mancat, and didn’t cry out or scratch anyone! The best bit was, I went to Foal Farm where I was first rescued, and got to see all my old Aunties, and they REMEMBER ME!!!! (Although they still think I’m called PUDDING!) And even better, one of them actually reads MY blog everyday! I hope she leaves me a comment one day! (Freya: just check the name of the blog at the top, squirt!) Anyway, everyone gave me lots of fuss, and said how pretty (in a mancatly sort of way) I was. And you know what else? The Vet said I’m not Ginger, - I’m Cream. I don’t know what that actually means, but you can all stop calling me a Ginger Tom now. Anyway, I’m going back to the vets in a few months, to get TEUTERED! I think that’s what they said, I really can’t wait! Everyone was so nice to me, and maybe I’ll be much cleverer after my teutering! Teego. I know he’s a naughty little monkey, but the place is a lot more fun with him around. He gets really spoilt though! Can you believe he gets fed 4 times a day, and I only get fed twice a day? Apparently, they’re feeding him up so he grows up big and strong, so he can beat up Casper, the big Tomcat that lives outside! And we’re going to be film stars!!!! More later! Maybe I was a little hasty trying to get rid of Teego. He’s actually quite sweet, and in these cold days, he’s quite warm to snuggle with.
And then, when we’ve finished snuggling, we have a bit of a run round the house and a wrestle!
Finally, because at the end of the day, he’s always going to be a dirty boy, I put the licky on him to make sure he smells like me. Because that’s the correct way to smell. Obviously. |
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There I am, happily running around playing with this spider that I’ve bravely caught, and she starts chasing me!
But at the end of the day, she IS my sister, and her head is sooo YUMMY!
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