Suzanne was kind enough to enquire after Lily, and I realised I had been remiss in not updating her fans. She is pretty much restored to full health now, thank you, but first she shared her cold with Henry and Ron.
Being rude mechanicals rather than pedigrees, they shook it off within the week, whereas she [...]
I think they were protesting our culpability at letting it rain outside at this point. That and the utterly inadequate and, what’s more, inedible supplies of food downstairs.
Continue reading about An unsatisfactory life; gloom, despondency, misery and starvation
We have a large bedroom here, with two tall, south facing windows, so the sun streams in there during the day (when it shines at all, of course). We set a chair that is very like, but is not, an Ikea Poang by one of the windows – it’s a nice quiet place if one [...]
Continue reading about the other day, upon the chair, I saw a cat who wasn’t there
We are due to go to Leeds this afternoon – we have tickets for a Show of Hands gig (yay!), and are also going into Ikea to pick up a few bits (yay! meatballs!).
However, we did wonder last night whether we might have to cancel … Ron wasn’t too well – he was doing an [...]
[just like buses - you get no posts for ages, then three come along at once]
We were away at the weekend – not for long, just a flying visit to Yorkshire to inspect our new home. We left at 7 a.m. on Friday and were home by 5 p.m. on Saturday, and Rob the Catsitter [...]
Iggy looking mournful
Originally uploaded by ramtops
Next door is having their extension refettled – this is an irritating process, given we work in the room just above where it’s being done, but no matter. Steve the builder is fascinated by the cats, and the other day when I went out, he said “that golden one’s [...]
Our weekend was bracketed by death.
Friday night, maybe midnight or thereabouts, we were woken by mad scrabbling on the landing. Investigation revealed Ron with a new toy: another mouse was moments away from its end.
There was a degree of oh-buggrit-we-want-to-sleep-clean-up-the-bits-in-the-morning and we subsided; until, that is, Ron brought his prize into the bedroom. No way [...]
Continue reading about it’s death before and death after: just all death all the time
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 us down. [...]
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 as [...]
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 about [...]
