A small and simple post today.
Cosmo and Willow giving each other a wash; a minute later they were fighting. I hope everyone has had a lovely, joyful day. Merry Christmas!Sent from my iPad
A small and simple post today.
Cosmo and Willow giving each other a wash; a minute later they were fighting. I hope everyone has had a lovely, joyful day. Merry Christmas!Sent from my iPad
Some people don’t believe that cats do bird impressions. They’re not very good, but they do it when they see birds. This morning, Cosmo and Willow watched the seagulls for ages and Cosmo chattered and muttered at them for about half an hour. Turn the sound right up and you’ll hear him.
There is a Marks & Spencer bag full of plastic bags on the table. Willow doesn’t realise he looks silly. For a cat, dignity is everything, so when they get it wrong, it’s all the more amusing.
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Rosie on the left, Willow on the right. Apologies, as Dom has observed, thIs is more than one cat a day.
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Willow nestling near the radiator among the “stuff I can’t find a home for but won’t get rid of”. I mean you have GOT to keep Duplo, haven’t you?
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This spot is where I usually sit. Not tonight; I’m persona non grata.
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First iPad post. Having fun.
Yet failing on first attempt to attach photograph. Much to learn.
Willow’s heart-shaped nose-pad. With 30 posts left to do, boredom has struck me at last. I will finish my 365 Project, but be glad to reach the end. I have enough sources of pressure and guilt without adding an unnecessary, artificial one to the burden.
Is this 4am insomnia talking? … Probably.
A guest blogger today:
Mum sent me to search out a cat photo so naturally I rose to the challenge. This is Willow (or Wee-Willy-Woo or sometimes just Willy) under our temporary dining table. He was very friendly and I also got some photos of him sniffing the camera. Oh, and that funny shape in the back is Rosie by the way. They are sitting on a box and I think they are there because the radiator is behind them. Anyway, waffling over (I love that word ‘waffling’) and good night. From Isobel 🙂