Ah, the life of a cat


After living with a cat for several years there is one thing that cannot be denied: this one never stops surpirsing and amusing.

He is quite the clever little sod. Always finding away to be fed more than he needs. Meowing his wee head off, purring and rubbing himself against your leg while standing over his bowl-cat feeding-thing only around say half an hour after already being fed. Quite the actor. It soon became very clear that he was putting on extra weight. Trying to copy Rob eh? How dare he. He's now on a diet. Har har. And no amount of begging will soften the heart of Rob.


Here's something else.

He sure loves his boxes. If something comes in a cardboard box, no matter how small, this moggy will try to get in it and sleep in it. If he gets in it then it's his and the older one is no longer of use.








Also look at this.
This is what happens when you pack a bag. The mog gives the bag a sniff and then gets inside. He wants to see the world. Possibly go to London to see the Queen but I've only been to London a few times. No you can't frighten a little mouse under her chair. Remember what happened the time we had a mouse here. Nothing exactly. It ran across the floor and you didn't even turn your head. Your lucky the womam from Tom and Jerry doesn't excist and is here.


Still there it is. Part of the life of our resident mog.