I've got a new sitting place.
Nice and snug under the stairs, making good use of the wall.
The outstretched paw lives on.
I'm a big fat ginger under the stairs cat.
My Mum saw this story about Oscar, the little black cat who had his back paws severed by a combine harvester. Happily, he's well on the road to recovery. You can read the whole story on the BBC Website,
I'm a big fat ginger never going into a field on my own again cat.
First you had trouble getting out of bed.
You had a stiff neck.
You washed your hair and couldn't do a thing with it.
Your new diet really doesn't seem to be working out.
You pulled a muscle when you tried to exercise.
Your new hat looked better on you at the store.
You keep losing things.
You got caught in the rain at lunchtime.
The lunch you had didn't seem to agree with you.
You feel trapped.
Uninvited guests showed up for dinner.
And on top of everything else, you think you're coming down with the flu.
Finally, you're along in the house at night when you think you hear a noise in the basement.
Every cat should have a Head Mousie. Here's mine.
He's cute, and he squeaks when you poke him. My favourite trick is to leave him on his side, so that he keeps squeaking, even when I've wandered off to do something else.
Anyway, the whole point of having a Head Mousie is that he can keep watch when you're taking a nap. Here he is, keeping an eye on things whilst I have a snooze.
Of course, even though you've left your Head Mousie on guard, that doesn't mean you can get complacent. Sometimes, you just need to give your Head Mousie a little nudge to remind him what he's doing.
Finally, I think my Head Mousie needs a name, something that reflects his cuteness and level of responsibility (although it might be a girl, I've not looked). So, my fellow kitties, send in your suggestions and name that Mousie!
I'm a big fat ginger cat who needs a name for his Head Mousie.
Dad finished my new scratch post, and here it is.
Pretty impressive, don't you think? First, I had to inspect the workmanship.
Then I had to try it for size, make sure I could get inside.
Seems I fit OK. Here I am, safely holed up inside with my mousies!
Dad told me if I started scratching the outside, he'd kill me! Not sure I understand that. What's the point of having a scratch post if you can't scratch it? I'm still using the old one, just to be on the safe side.
He does take orders!!
I'm a big fat ginger hiding cat.
There's nothing I like more, apart from snuggling with my Mum, than having a snuggle with my Dad.
Although sometimes we fight about who's leg goes where.
He's got bigger legs than me though, so I snuggle up behind them.
I'm a big fat ginger snuggled up cat.
You remember a while back I told you that Dad was building me a new scratch post? Well, finally, there has been some progress. We had to wait until he got a glue gun, and for this great big coil of rope to be delivered.
I can't believe he bought a great big coil just for me!! Here is progress so far, but I think it's going to take a while.
But there's going to be lots of rope to pull my kitty claws on.
It's even been carpeted inside, although I hope I'm not too fat to fit through the hole.
He does take orders!!
I'm a big fat ginger waiting for my new scratch post cat.
A cat's got to guard his mousies at all times!!
You never know when they might run away. Mum always puts my mousies back on my scratch post after I've been throwing them round the house.
I'm a big fat ginger mousie guarding cat!
I don't know what he was doing, but he got his hand stuck in the kettle.
It was really stuck, and he couldn't do anything for laughing. Apparently he was cleaning it out, as we live in a very hard water area and even though we've got a softener it still furs up - not kitty fur, this is different stuff which leave lumps in their coffee.
I'm snoopervising, as you can see. Wouldn't catch me putting my paws in there.
I'm a big fat ginger keeping my paws out of the kettle cat.