Sunday, July 22, 2007

Lying back and thinking of England

ALTHOUGH out of chronological order - I wanted to share this restful and familiar view of the green outback, or in this case, outfront at MH. If only I could see it more often. It's impossible to get up in a bad mood after seeing this. If you want to make any of the pictures bigger - just click on them.

Tom Tom Go

AS I've managed to catch Tom, the stray who adopted us, on camera too I thought I'd introduce him. Ever since he's been coming over to the food bar at the kitchen window, he has blossomed from a frightened, skinny, abandoned waif to the glossy, confident, ankle-nipping chap he is today. I'm surprised our relationship didn't end when I whisking him away to the vet to have his balls chopped off. But today he's a lot happier for it and can dedicate himself 100 per cent to fattening up and lazing around without having to worry about what the ladies might think. A bit like the average middle-aged man.

In theory, I'm still looking to home him - and will probably have to when the cooler weather comes as The Artist is allergic to cats and it's just not fair on him to bring another one in. Only Kitty has avoided the camera this time. She's finding the heat hard to deal with and moves very little. It's hard to remember that she is an old lady as she is still lithe and agile.

Life's tough

LIFE'S tough for a cat in this household where their biggest decisions are: Shall I get up? Shall I eat some more? Where's the coolest spot? Where's the warmest spot? Shall I sleep here? there? or in the lavender bush? It is easy to see how Socki gets so stressed out. Here's a picture of him looking completely out of his box after a day of challenging decisions. I have to say, he makes Garfield look like some kind of athletic feline superhero. So here he is - our village's feline philosopher - doing a few neck stretches to tone up his triple chin.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Born to be rich...and fat

WELL, here I am into my third day at MH and you just can’t believe how easy it is to slip into a-do-nothing mode. I’ve decided, rather unsurprisingly, that a life of luxury is for me. Today, after the unappetising waft of meals-on-wheels, M&D and I were struck by severe hunger so we fell into the nearby Royal Dragon. Mmmmmm, excellent. I’ve included a picture of me just after lunch. M&D looked just the same but I couldn’t squeeze all three of us into the camera lens. Otherwise my stay has been sleep, eat, quilt, quilt, quilt, unpick, unpick. Today as I’ve reached my sleep and eat targets so I’d better waddle off to the quilting room….

Porked out

Me after Peking duck, sweet and sour pork, bird's nest of beef, huge prawns, fried rice, prawn crackers... I was completely 'stuff-ed'. Time for tea then?

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Body count rises

THE body count rises to include one more cadaver. A rat this time.  Was it you Tom? I do hope so - your industrial feeding is making your upkeep expensive - the least you can do is zap the odd rat.