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Caturday Cat Pics #20

We haven’t had a Caturday Cat Pics for a while, so rather than risk boring the pants off you with loads of photos in one hit, I thought the HQ Cats could have their turn in the spotlight this week, and the fosters can have a go next Saturday.

Alfie and his sister, Ethel, are three this month.  I’ve chosen the 24th as their official birthday (they neither know nor care about the date), so decided a birthday photo shoot would be in order on Tuesday.  Alfie would not be persuaded to return from next door’s garden (too many flies needed chasing); as a result of her brother’s uncooperative behaviour Ethel gets both birthday pictures!

Cheer up, Ethel: you’ve just turned three, not forty!

ethel1

OK then, I’ll settle for ‘wistful’.

ethel2

Martha had a lovely dirt bath – although all that rolling around proved to be quite tiring!

marthas

There was an indisputable champion in the Queen of the Castle contest.

ida1

But, with power comes great responsibility – swiftly followed by self-doubt and a creeping sense of anxiety, in Ida‘s case.

ida2

Feral Beryl went off to the vet’s for some minor dental work and a general check-up this week.  She came home with sparkling teeth and a clean bill of health; I’m now on a course of industrial-strength antibiotics due to multiple bite wounds.  Not Beryl’s fault: she absolutely detests being picked up (she is feral, after all!), and also, as I discovered, doesn’t have a scruff reflex (most cats will become motionless for at least a couple of seconds when lifted by the loose skin on their neck/shoulder area).  I made another discovery that day: it turns out that I’m not strong enough to keep a sufficiently firm grip on a furious scruffed cat in order to prevent said cat from biting me – doh!  Two valuable lessons learned!  I’m pleased to report that Beryl has very kindly forgiven my errors of judgement and we are now the best of friends again.

(‘Scuse grubby fingers – I’d been gardening!)

beryls

Caturday Cat Pics #15

When the sun’s shining, most of my lot like to indulge in one of the more traditional cat pastimes – Following the Indoor Sun.  They’re such a predictable bunch that you can practically set your watch by them – I’m sure your cats are the same!

7.30am – 9.00am: left side of living room.

ethel-sun-spot Continue reading

Caturday Cat Pics #11

Spring may be around the corner (hopefully!), but there was yet more snow for many parts of the country this week.  Us South Londoners escaped with Continue reading

Caturday Cat Pics #9

This week some of the HQ Cats have been enjoying the late summer sunshine out on the balcony…

Martha grabbed prime king-of-the-castle position – on top of an upturned basket.  And looked very pleased with herself!

martha - black and white cat

Beryl discovered a New Favourite Place – squeezed in between two flowerpots.

beryl - tabby cat

Ethel demonstrated the Look Confident Enough And You’ll Get Away With It technique.  It worked, and she was allowed to continue squashing my new plant!

ethel - ginger cat

Meanwhile, back indoors, Eric ruined his macho image by enjoying a lovely cuddle with his toy rat.

eric - tabby cat with toy rat

Caturday Cat Pics #8

This week I decided to tackle a much-neglected corner of my garden.  As you can imagine, this unusual activity attracted several ‘helpers’.

Malcolm From Downstairs decided to settle down for a snooze on top of the pile of garden waste I was just about to move:

tabby cat

Beryl investigated some very interesting smells:

cat sniffing

Martha preserved her modesty with some ivy:

black and white cat

And even the incredibly camera shy Barry From Downstairs put in an appearance:

black cat face

Caturday Cat Pics #5

There’s no Eric today, as he had to go to the vets this morning and is being kept in for 24hrs observation.   The poor boy was taken ill quite suddenly late last night – he had a raging temperature, and such bad earache that all he could do was lay down and growl.  Luckily I had some pain killing/anti-inflammatory medication left over from one of his previous misshaps, and so was able to make him more comfortable overnight.  I’ve been assured it’s nothing serious and he’ll be able to come home tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the HQ Ladies and I took advantage of an unusually pleasant afternoon and spent some time in the garden, before we were driven back indoors by the fumes from a neighbour’s barbecue: it smelled like they’d decided against the traditional charcoal briquettes in favour of grilling the food over a vat of flaming lighter fuel.  Bet it tasted lovely!

Here’s Ida pondering the meaning of life, or maybe just wishing it was dinner time:

ida the cat thinking

Martha wanted to show you all what nice teeth she has:

martha cat yawning

Ethel was permitted to sit in the plant pot as she looked so cute:

ethel cat and flowers

And, back indoors, Beryl enjoyed not having to share her favourite bed with Eric (he snores very loudly):

beryl tabby cat

 

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