Hope you all had a good Christmas. I had a stocking, which contained some eatey treats and some kind of pink ball that rattles???
I inspected it thoroughly, and quite like the treats, but don’t know what I am supposed to do with the ball. It’s a bit big for me to play with, but it does make a nice rattle, and smells of the eatey treats.
I also got turkey, so ate all that rather than my normal food.
What’s going on? I went to sleep for a bit, and when I woke up, everything had gone white. I don’t know much about white, but I know I don’t like it. I’m a sun cat, I want to have the warm sun on my ginger fur. I don’t like this whiteness.
However, I did go outside to investigate, just in case ..
It made my paws very cold! I went down the steps and round the garden, making sure I left some paw prints so the girl kitties next door would know I was still here, then came back in and retreated back to bed.
Mind you, it’s not much warmer in our house, as the wooshy thing in the loft that makes the heating work doesn’t work properly now. To compensate, I have mastered the art of staying on the bed all night, no matter how much they try and push me off!
Now, if only this white stuff would go away!
I know, I know, I sleep a lot. Let’s face it, it’s done nothing but rain for the last week or so. Everytime I go outside, it rains, so I come back in and go to sleep.
This is not my sofa, but it’s just as comfy – I’m only sleeping here because he got into my spot first.
At night, I like to sleep on the end of the bed, so that I can keep an eye on things. She’s a bit of a fidget, but I just get off, wait till she’s settled again, then get back up. Mind you, having been asleep all day, and most of the night, by about 5 am, I’m up and raring to go, and am ready for my breakfast. I do my best to wake her up, but this morning she wasn’t very happy about it, and pushed me off the bed. I got my own back though, by doing a great big poo in my box, which is in the spare room next door, and then making sure I’d opened all the doors so the aroma would waft through. That soon got them out of bed.
It’s raining, and cold, so what else is there to do but sleep?
I just couldn’t manage to get up onto the sofa.
Don’t they know that? Isn’t there anywhere in this house away from that clicky thing!
You need to be careful when you’ve got a cat flap, particularly now that She’s set it to manual so that I can get in and out easier. He put some stuff over the magnetic thingy to stop me hurting myself on the wall when he put it in, so it doesn’t work properly, and I have to bang my head against the door to get it open.
Anyway, I need to make sure no-one else uses it, so need to stand guard.
I don’t want anyone else nicking my grub, especially now I am on restricted rations!.
See, we have this big sofa, but he keeps sitting in my spot.
So, they decided it was time I was allowed outside, and gave me something called a cat flap. Here I am, inspecting it to make sure it’s fit for purpose..
Truthfully, it’s a little snug on the hips, so I have to wriggle a bit to get through, but I’ve had an interesting foray round the garden, and into next door, where the two girl cats live. I met one of them on the fence yesterday, but she hissed at me – must have been the sight of my ginger manliness – then ran away. Since then, I’ve taking to hiding underneath their deck – am sure they will come out soon. I’ve already shown them who’s boss through the patio door.
Anyway, back to the cat flap. It’s one of those electro-magnetic ones, so I have to wear a great big blue thing on my collar. Even so, it doesn’t really work properly, as it won’t open from the outside, and I have to force my way in. Good job I’m a big strong ginger man cat!
They like me to stay in at night, because they like me to sleep on the bed, this I know. However, I’d really like to go out at night. They always put something in front of the cat flap to stop me breaking it, but last night I managed to push most of this out of the way. She didn’t seem very happy when she had to get out of bed at 3.30 am, and he even threw a cushion at me. He gave up and went and slept on the sofa, presumably to catch me trying to get out. Little did he know that was really my plan, and as soon as he got up, I snuggled down on his side of the bed for the rest of the night!
See, I told you I’d soon claim the bed for myself, I just had to wait for them to get out of it first! I must remember to get them to make it when they get out of it, as the duvet was all wrinkly. I was asleep, until she woke me up with that camera thingy!
Secondly, are my legs supposed to do this?
So, I did get up, and found a couple of other places to sleep.
My favourite new spot is here…
So, I’ve been exploring my new home. It’s nice and warm, and I’ve been marking a few spots for future use, particularly under the sofa. There’s lots of carpet for me to scratch my claws on, although they seem to get a bit upset when I do that. Here I am in my ginger splendor lying on the rug.
I’ve also tried to claim the double bed as my own, but they are a bit resistant. He finally gave up in the early hours, and went downstairs, but she hung on right until it was time to get up! I will have to try a little harder tonight.
They haven’t let me out yet, but I have seen the neighbours, who sit on the fence and stare at me through the window. I’ll soon lick them into shape!
She had just been to pick me up and take me home, or, to where home is now. I’ve got a new carrying case, which is a rather snug fit, but she says that a) she can’t carry the big one and b) it doesn’t fit in the back of the car.
I don’t like being in the box, so complained loudly all the way back. I thought the nice people at the pens liked me, but I heard one of them tell her that they called me the big orange football with ears!!! I’m not sure what a football is, but it didn’t sound very complimentary. My weight is also a bit of an issue as it seems I now weigh 8.9 kg, which is apparently twice as heavy as I should be. I can’t believe that, as I am totally gorgeous in my manly gingerness.
I’ve had a good sniff round, and am now hiding under the sofa, just in case!
She came to visit me yesterday. I was a little put out, as I was asleep at the time, and she woke me up. She did bring some kitty treats with her though, so I shouldn’t complain. Of course, once I’d eaten those, I had to have a wash and brush up, which took a bit of time.
5 Days, 22 Hours and 31 Minutes to go.
She tells me that when I get home, I will have a nice new garden to run and play in. This morning, however, there was an intruder…
10 days, 21 Hours and 13 Minutes to go..
Welcome to the Puss in Boats blog. I am a big fat ginger cat, who will soon be going to live on a narrowboat. I am not sure exactly what a narrowboat is, but it must be better than where I am now.
I am currently in Quarantine, following some extremely extensive and in my view, totally unnecessary, travelling around the world. I was born in Spain, and have just returned from India. I suppose you could say I am a jet set cat, but the accommodation hasn’t been very plush.
I have 11 days left, but it’s been a long time since I felt grass under my paws. The people in the kennels have been very nice, but my closest friend, Dave from the pen opposite, went home last week, so now I am feeling a bit lonely.
Here I am in my pen, counting the days.
