The Big Fat Ginger Cat is Back!

So, Mum and Dad are back from their holidays, and I am back from the Kitty Spa. Actually, they have been back for over a week now, but Mum has been too lazy to let you all know I am home and OK.

Being at the Kitty Spa was exhausting, so the first thing i did was go for a nap!

It seems that Flat Me had a lot of fun.  Here is Flat Me making myself at home in the B&B near the Airport.

And here is Flat Me checking out the bed at the hotel.

Can you spot a bit of a theme developing?

I'm a big fat ginger cat who is glad my beans are back!

Off the Bed!

There I was, fast asleep, minding my own business, when I was unceremoniously turfed off the bed this morning, so that Mum could change the duvet!  A cat can't get no peace!

I held on for a bit, but to no avail.

I even tried the outstretched paw thing, but that didn't work either.  Then the noisy sucky monster came out, so I retreated to underneath the sofa.

I'm just waiting until she's finished, then I'll be straight back up there.

I'm a big fat ginger waiting to get back to bed cat.

On the Bed

Seeing as it's Thursday, and it's raining, I thought I'd spend some time upstairs on the bed.

I'm just sitting here wondering what to do.

Wait, someone's coming.  Act natural.

I'm not doing anything, honest.

Trying to Steal my Bed

Now, I know that I sleep in their bed, but it doesn't mean they can sleep in mine.  Dad decided to make a takeover bid for my cushion.  I wasn't very happy about it!

He'd be too big for it anyway!

I'm a big fat ginger defending my bed cat!

3 in a Bed

Now in our house, we all sleep together in the big bed. Well, I sleep on the sofa, and on my cushion as well, and Dad does his fair share of sofa-napping also.  But at bedtimes, we have a routine.  Mum usually goes up first, and if I’m not up and complaining about it being time to go to bed, she gives me a little head rub on the way past, just so I knows.

I then follow her up, she gets in one side, and I get on the other.  Then Dad comes up, and he has to get in on the side where he can.  I’ll lay there for a bit in the middle, but I normally sleep at the bottom, in between Mum’s feet, so as I don’t get squashed in the night.

Last night though, I was so tired, even though Mum told me it was bedtime, I went back to sleep on my cushion.  They went to bed, and waited, and waited, and waited.  In the end Dad got up again and came down and got me. 

He said “Honestly Puss, I can’t get any sleep with you on the bed” (because apparently I’m always in the way – as you can see I do take up rather a lot of room - and I purr too loudly), “but I can’t get any sleep with you not on the bed either!”.  I think he was worried about me.  Bless!

I’m a big fat ginger in charge of the bed cat.

Turfed off the Bed!

Sometimes, it takes them ages to make the bed in the mornings, and sometimes, I just can’t wait until after it’s done for my first morning nap. 

This morning though, there I was, minding my own business, when I got woken up and unceremoniously turfed off!   So, I’m going to sit here, in the way, till she gets bored and goes and does something else.

Sleeping & Fun at Bedtime

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.

Making the Bed

I was helping, honest!

I like to get underneath the duvet when she’s shaking it.

Cat Bed

I got a new cat bed, but I’d rather sleep on the floor behind it.