You may recall Luna, the pregnant lilac point Siamese cat rescued by Helen Daykin. This picture shows one of her bold and healthy kittens balancing beautifully and fearlessly on the top newel post. They’re leaving in a week and Helen can focus on all the cats left at home.
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Rosie, who likes us at last.
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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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Malty on my lap watching the final Harry Potter DVD and photographed with the self-facing camera on my beautiful new iPhone. Happy times.
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This spot is where I usually sit. Not tonight; I’m persona non grata.
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Hello friends. I am running a day behind as a consequence of tiredness, boredom and general bad-temper. However, my iPhone 4S has arrived at last and here is a festive pic of Rosie and John’s tummy. The tv programme is Rev, which I highly recommend if you haven’t seen it.
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Well, I have never seen this before; Rosie likes garlic bread. Cats have far fewer taste buds than dogs or humans, but I would have imagined the smell would put her off. Nope. Not at all.
Stop Press! My friend Dominic has informed me that garlic is poisonous to cats. Rosie is still alive; we’ll see how she looks tomorrow.
This is nearly a lovely photograph, except that Rosie looks as if Isobel is squashing the life out of her. She wasn’t (at least I think she wasn’t; Rosie’s still alive).
A Cat A Day 