We saw a lot of Alex’s lovely ginger boy Skimbleshanks last year. Here is a picture of him from yesterday morning, when he was playing hot-water bottle and helping Alex get over his half-term lurgy.
Hope you’re feeling a little better today, Alex.
Climbing the shelves to retrieve her red crinkly toy mouse, Florence was later to be disappointed when John threw it over the back and lost it forever.
Luckily we bought a pack of 9 meeces and she now has a yellow one to play with.
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Flossie making eyes at John, who took this picture.
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Part of a gentle slow-motion washing-wrestling match between Cosmo and Florence.
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Two of Florence’s breeder Jo’s kittens warming themselves by the fire.
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Flossie with her chin sinking down into her fur as she falls asleep. Her ginger ears are just ridiculous in this picture, aren’t they?
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We’re mulling over the idea of another kitten. Perhaps one of these who were born quite near us in January? Unsure, because it feels too soon after Rosie and Malteser at the moment. Hmm.
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We need to teach Florence that it’s bad for her eyes to sit so close to the television. Perhaps she just likes Ewan McGregor.
In other news, we are now 10% through 2012.
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Isobel took this beautiful picture of Willow this morning.
We are ultra-sensitive to the cats’ health at the moment and John has noticed that Willow doesn’t come to him and miaow for food quite as much as usual. I think he’s imagining it, but we’re taking him for a quick vet visit next week anyway, because we need peace of mind after our awful January.
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Florence has discovered how fun it is to hide and play under the bedclothes. Unfortunately, she also likes attacking anyone else under there and has left lots of tiny painful scratches on my right calf. Poor old me.
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A Cat A Day 