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.
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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!
Beryl discovered a New Favourite Place – squeezed in between two flowerpots.
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!
Meanwhile, back indoors, Eric ruined his macho image by enjoying a lovely cuddle with his toy rat.
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:
Beryl investigated some very interesting smells:
Martha preserved her modesty with some ivy:
And even the incredibly camera shy Barry From Downstairs put in an appearance:
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:
Martha wanted to show you all what nice teeth she has:
Ethel was permitted to sit in the plant pot as she looked so cute:
And, back indoors, Beryl enjoyed not having to share her favourite bed with Eric (he snores very loudly):
Martha very obligingly provided a classic ‘Cat & Flowers’ photo opportunity:
Beryl looked as if she was about to say something interesting (but then changed her mind):
Ida enjoyed chewing some grass I picked for her:
And Eric enjoyed chewing my hand: