Beds & Legs

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?

Guarding….

my stuff against intruders, just in case.

You can’t be too careful, can you?

Other Places to Sleep

So, I did get up, and found a couple of other places to sleep.

There’s here on the sofa, although every time I do something cute, she gets the camera out, and I don’t really like having my picture taken.

My favourite new spot is here…

on the back of the sofa.  Means I can keep an eye on them at the same time. 

It’s such a hard life

Sometimes, it’s all I can do to get out of bed!

Home at Last

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!

Home at Last

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

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.

He didn’t come, as usual, but she bought the camera again.  I don’t like having my photo taken, but endured it for her sake.

I was a little annoyed, as she forgot to bring my brush again.  I need a really good brushing, and the one supplied in the pen is useless.  I showed my displeasure.

However, I wasn’t nearly as displeased as she was, as the pen girly forgot she was there, and she had to wait an hour and a half before she got let out!

5 Days, 22 Hours and 31 Minutes to go.

7 Days to go

Let me out – I’m bored!!!!

7 days, 1 hour and 45 minutes to go!

My Owners

Now, you know and I know that they are not really my owners, more like the other way round, but I like to let them think that they are in charge. 

They found me when I was very small, left in a cardboard box at the end of the road with my 3 brothers.  We went to live with one of their neighbours, but there were other cats who lived there that didn’t tolerate playful kittens, and a large hairy dog who growled a lot.  The house was noisy all the time, so I was very pleased when She came and took me home where it’s nice and quite and I am in charge.   I made her choose me, but she doesn’t know that.

I like her, she looks after me, makes sure I have plenty of food and fresh water, takes me to the vets when I need to go, and lets me sleep in the bed – I always make sure I get the bit in the middle.  I know she likes me, as she’s always making a fuss of me. 

I quite like him too, and I think he likes me.  He’s not much for making a fuss, but he talks to me a lot, and I know he worries because he paces up and down outside when I am late home – he likes me in before dark.  Sometimes I go and sit on him, but that seems to freak him out, which is fun!

10 days, 1 hour and 12 minutes to go…

Intruders

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…

I’m a lot bigger than he is, and he’s wearing a silly pink collar, so I should have no problem in asserting my authority.  I hope he hasn’t been anywhere near my Kitty Grass!

10 days, 21 Hours and 13 Minutes to go..

Welcome

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.