High Voltage
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On a more cheerful note - Casper has overcome yet another fear (climbing up on the sofa for a general itch and stroke)
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Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
This is where I gush yet again about how you both persevered with him and his brother.
Amongst all the sad stories, it's so wonderful to have a happy ending.
Amongst all the sad stories, it's so wonderful to have a happy ending.
trabuquera
Modesty Bag
Casper the friendly ghostcat
Mumbles274
running from law and the press and the parents
Moe investigates what she would like for tea
High Voltage
In the top 97% of Urban's most interesting posters
I want THAT WON!!
Mumbles274
running from law and the press and the parents
Playtime
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
The trick to getting Peggy to take her malt paste (she has another hairball) is to spread it on Dreamies. I thought for sure that ruse wouldn't work, but I underestimated her intense addiction to them.
This bodes well for the hopefully unlikely event she will ever need tablets. Tablet in some malt paste, malt paste on the Dreamie. Dreamy? Whatevs.
This bodes well for the hopefully unlikely event she will ever need tablets. Tablet in some malt paste, malt paste on the Dreamie. Dreamy? Whatevs.
Mumbles274
running from law and the press and the parents
Bob and Moe having a cuddle. The kittens have been here 2 weeks 
Its fair to say Bob still has his doubts about the merit of kittens as seen with this expression
Its fair to say Bob still has his doubts about the merit of kittens as seen with this expression
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
I wish I had 4 cats to flollop together in a heap (preferably on top of me).
Mumbles274
running from law and the press and the parents
Yes!! We can't either... they've not quite managed the 4 cat cat train
Cloo
Banana for scale
2.30am, woken by clunking noise. In the upstairs hallway, Vastra is crouched down and I see a tiny shape scuttling away before she pounces. In the morning she's hanging round our door chirping triumphantly, so I ask 'Vastra, where is it?'
No sign of 'gift' yet. There's a chance it got away or else that it wasn't a mouse at all but something small and spherical that I couldn't make out in the dark while mostly asleep. Sigh.
No sign of 'gift' yet. There's a chance it got away or else that it wasn't a mouse at all but something small and spherical that I couldn't make out in the dark while mostly asleep. Sigh.
High Voltage
In the top 97% of Urban's most interesting posters
Cloo - I know how you feel, our 2 boys are terrors for bringing in gifts, which I often end up "despatching" - it's not nice, but neither is seeing an animal suffering either - we've taken to feeding them before letting them out in the morning and getting them in before twilight and giving them food then
Little sods - I do love them, but I just wish they'd stop with the killing stuff
Little sods - I do love them, but I just wish they'd stop with the killing stuff
Cloo
Banana for scale
Vastra, I have to say, does at least tend to a) totally kill them dead before bringing them to us, and b) leave them intact, so no blood, guts hanging out etc.
A cat-owning friend on Facebook who lives in the countryside regularly posts images of having found half a small rabbit on his floor, often with the entrails in creative arrangements.
This must be especially awkward to sort out given he's in a wheelchair.
A cat-owning friend on Facebook who lives in the countryside regularly posts images of having found half a small rabbit on his floor, often with the entrails in creative arrangements.
This must be especially awkward to sort out given he's in a wheelchair.
Mumbles274
running from law and the press and the parents
Beau
What?
I'm going to sleep
What?
I'm going to sleep
trabuquera
Modesty Bag
well - as annoying as that is - I think the value of the cute probably outweighs the cost of the headphones. Have they shredded any nice curtains or bedlinen or puked all over the only bit of carpet in the house yet though? little monsters 
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
Peggy just vomited grass all over her grass, which I grow in the kitchen for her. And over the stack of clean tea towels. And over the windowsill. And over the work surface. And inside a baking tray.
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
Just discovered where Sid lives! Sid lives at number 3 (Dottie used to live at number 9).
Peggy was sat on the windowsill and alerted me to the fact that there was Something Very Important happening across the road. So I looked out and the man at number 3 had his front door open, and I saw the arse-end of Sid run in, and then he closed his door and went about his day.
So, either Sid lives at number 3 or the man at number 3 has just stolen Sid.
In other news, Jemima really had to do battle with the slugs last night for access to the cat biscuits I left out
Don't believe the hype about that copper tape you can get. Slugs were crawling all over it having a fucking party last night. *vom*
Peggy was sat on the windowsill and alerted me to the fact that there was Something Very Important happening across the road. So I looked out and the man at number 3 had his front door open, and I saw the arse-end of Sid run in, and then he closed his door and went about his day.
So, either Sid lives at number 3 or the man at number 3 has just stolen Sid.
In other news, Jemima really had to do battle with the slugs last night for access to the cat biscuits I left out
Don't believe the hype about that copper tape you can get. Slugs were crawling all over it having a fucking party last night. *vom*
Bakunin
I am Noodle's bitch.
I like cats, in case nobody'd noticed. It's not my fault that they like me back.
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
Sid spent an hour in my backyard begging for food as if her throat had been cut. She's a rather... corpulent little madam. I suspect she's got the entire neighbourhood wrapped around her little finger.
Just been out for some tickles with next door's Simba. He's the friendliest thing, and utterly handsome. Very vocal as well. He likes to sit on the flat roof of my kitchen.
Haven't seen Dottie all day, which is unlike her. Hope she's okay.
Just been out for some tickles with next door's Simba. He's the friendliest thing, and utterly handsome. Very vocal as well. He likes to sit on the flat roof of my kitchen.
Haven't seen Dottie all day, which is unlike her. Hope she's okay.
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
Dottie came by last night and had some food. I think she might be getting a bit of food elsewhere too, because she's not having as much at my house now, maybe just one meal a day, but she doesn't seem to have lost any more weight.
Jemima just stopped by so I put a tin of food out for her. But then big black and white cat (not Sid), who I will call Frank, turned up and muscled in on it. He didn't lash out or aggressively move Jemima out of the way - he just started eating from the same bowl. She didn't like it and slowly backed off and disappeared. Poor love. He's really skinny too, so I don't mind him having food - I just wish Jemima would have been more assertive.
He cleared the whole bowl. I put biscuits out as well in case Jemima comes back.
As soon as Frank disappeared, next door's Simba turned up. My neighbour is often out at work, and she seems to do really long shifts. She tries to get Simba in before she leaves, but he rarely cooperates. Which leads to him spending inordinate amounts of time on my flat roof, and crying at me because he thinks maybe I'll let him in his house and feed him. He wants nothing to do with any of the food I put down, though. I'm going to ask my neighbour if she wants me to help out when she's away - I don't mind keeping some of the food he enjoys and feeding him, or even having a spare key to let him in.
I am a cat lady. It finally happened.
Jemima just stopped by so I put a tin of food out for her. But then big black and white cat (not Sid), who I will call Frank, turned up and muscled in on it. He didn't lash out or aggressively move Jemima out of the way - he just started eating from the same bowl. She didn't like it and slowly backed off and disappeared. Poor love. He's really skinny too, so I don't mind him having food - I just wish Jemima would have been more assertive.
He cleared the whole bowl. I put biscuits out as well in case Jemima comes back.
As soon as Frank disappeared, next door's Simba turned up. My neighbour is often out at work, and she seems to do really long shifts. She tries to get Simba in before she leaves, but he rarely cooperates. Which leads to him spending inordinate amounts of time on my flat roof, and crying at me because he thinks maybe I'll let him in his house and feed him. He wants nothing to do with any of the food I put down, though. I'm going to ask my neighbour if she wants me to help out when she's away - I don't mind keeping some of the food he enjoys and feeding him, or even having a spare key to let him in.
I am a cat lady. It finally happened.
Puddy_Tat
naturally fluffy
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
I've been dreaming of the day I can move from this house. Now I'm starting to think about how I can move all the strays with me.
Vintage Paw
dead stare and computer glare
For fans of my "mauled by a vicious animal in the dead of night" saga, I now present you with a picture of my mostly-healed hand:
Scarring visible across the palm but you have to be looking for it, and it's barely noticeable in this picture. The big busted-open wound on my index finger is still tender, and red, and raised, and swells around it sometimes, but for the most part it has been healing very nicely.
And in terms of my mental health, I'm back to lounging around in bed with my arm draped around Peg, although I do avoid tickling her belly when I know I'm likely to be falling asleep soon. Tickling her belly when we're both wide awake is fair game though.
Scarring visible across the palm but you have to be looking for it, and it's barely noticeable in this picture. The big busted-open wound on my index finger is still tender, and red, and raised, and swells around it sometimes, but for the most part it has been healing very nicely.
And in terms of my mental health, I'm back to lounging around in bed with my arm draped around Peg, although I do avoid tickling her belly when I know I'm likely to be falling asleep soon. Tickling her belly when we're both wide awake is fair game though.
petee
no gods, no malarkey
kitty pimples? there's a cat who likes to wander back and forth across the street. she has a lovely coat and is well fed and i think i know where she lives, but she has no collar or tag. she comes to visit sometimes to get pets. today though she had what looked like whiteheads all over the backs of her ears and a few on her nose too. google didn't help me.
any diagnoses?
any diagnoses?
Mumbles274
running from law and the press and the parents
Kitten vs bee
Just a bit of swelling to her paw and all fine this morning
Just a bit of swelling to her paw and all fine this morning
