Willow is thoroughly enjoying being stroked. He’s still shy, but continues to improve a little every day. John is his favourite person in the family.
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Willow is thoroughly enjoying being stroked. He’s still shy, but continues to improve a little every day. John is his favourite person in the family.
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Pretty Rosie sniffing around for leftovers. She’s a terrible kitty-piggy.
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These kitties hiding in the shrubbery and pretending they’re wild are Tinkerbell and Spook. These ladies were my childhood companions. Spook came to us when I was five and Tinkerbell was Spook’s sister Belle’s kitten. Aunt and niece then. Spook was the scaredy-est scaredy cat and yet amazingly affectionate. Tinkerbell adored custard creams.
For your amusement and entertainment, I offer a prehistoric picture of me when I was eighteen (note tasteful “Lady Di” blouse), holding Tinkerbell. She has a funny front paw, because she got it stuck in next door’s letter box, thinking it was a cat flap. She lost three toes; very painful. She went on to live to the age of nineteen, so she recovered pretty well.
I just found this picture on my mobile phone. Evil Isobel has been tormenting Cosmo with old baby clothes. Ha ha ha.
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Isobel and Cosmo, who is grumpy at being dressed up in a babygro. But he must accept that it’s part of his duties because he lives in a house with children …
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Remember naughty Jasper from earlier in the week? He was wriggling and getting lots of dirt and dust in his fur. Well, Pedro lives with Jasper and Claire Hampson. He is only six years old and both cats list sleeping as their favourite hobby. Nothing unusual there then; it’s my favourite hobby too.
Look at beautiful Cleo! Annalise Adams has shared this picture with us and I was really touched by what she tells me about her beautiful companion:
Cleo is twelve years old. We rescued her when she was just four weeks old, a tiny little scrap who fitted in the palm of my hand. She’s a massive ball of fluff now! When God made me, he took a little bit of my sould and put it in this cat. We’re perfectly in tune with each other.
Obviously I love cats myself (or I would have made a blog about potatoes or lawnmowers), but I can’t usually express why I feel so fond of them. Annalise has put her feelings into words so precisely that I really admire her.
Today, A Cat A Day brings you handsome 14 year-old Jasper, who belongs to Claire Hampson. It looks as if Claire has caught him with her camera when he’s wriggling on a sunny path and getting his fur full of grit and dust.
I haven’t really brought you enough of cats looking stupid so far in 2011. I am thus deeply indebted to Lynda Dixon for letting me show you this marvellous photograph of Fudge trying to pretend he doesn’t have an empty tuna tin stuck to the magnet on his collar.
Like, durr.