This is a good pic of him, standing on his shed, awaiting delivery of his dinner, looking a bit impatient
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Funny, idiot cat has no interest in human food, with the exception of crust duck. He doesn't beg for it, we can leave stuff on the side and he ignores it...
Tax collector smells chicken and issues ultimatum...
Hooray for permacats!These are my today/yesterday's news. They're brother and sister, six months old, and NOT fostering them - they are permacats
Angel
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Rocky
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both of them together, with an un-blurry rocky
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tufty79 Black cats rock. <snip> I love the sleek gorgeous witchiness minxes too, especially when they lie in full sun and you realise their coat is more deep brown rather than jet black.
Don't beat yourself up. My black cats variously lived till 16, 19 and 21 and none of them wore bright collars or were kept in at night.S'okay, bit of residual guilt really - should have got him a bright collar, should have kept him in at night etc etc. Poor lad, died on the way to the emergency vet. I was in rented accomodation at the time, but my ex let me bury him in her garden so I'd know where he was. Did it in the pissing rain, whilst crying, that'll stay with me a while. Silly arse.
It's true, you can't protect cats from every risk, so you shouldn't feel guilty but I can understand that you do- illogical as it is. I remember when my old cat Fanny died, I couldn't dig her grave for crying and the mister had to do it for me ( we'd only been together a few months at that stage)S'okay, bit of residual guilt really - should have got him a bright collar, should have kept him in at night etc etc. Poor lad, died on the way to the emergency vet. I was in rented accomodation at the time, but my ex let me bury him in her garden so I'd know where he was. Did it in the pissing rain, whilst crying, that'll stay with me a while. Silly arse.
she wasn't bothered about the tumble dryer - there's someone stuck down the well!Bit of drama today, with Breeze "saving the day" semi-Lassie style!
I'd put some stuff in the tumble dryer in the bedroom. After about 20 minutes, Breeze came into the living room loudly mewing (which she usually only does if she's upset - otherwise it's barking noises for food or buzzing as "normal" communication,) which got my attention, so I got up and followed her into the bedroom. Sniff sniff, burning! Opened the dryer and black smoke rolled out. No actual fire at least, but I hadn't smelled anything and it hadn't reached the smoke detector, either. Have a dead tumble dryer now, but at least I'm not, nor piggies.
Thank you Breeze!
Indeed, my Archie is a very beautiful fluffy black cat but it's very difficult to get a photo of him where he doesn't look either dusty or greasy.YESSS! They're ace. And I love it when people adopt black cats (often passed over at shelters/rescues for reasons from bad luck to them 'photographing badly'.) And I love it even more when the new cat custodians then take loads of good photographs of the cats and share them around.
srs lazer-eye action in pic3!
Bit of drama today, with Breeze "saving the day" semi-Lassie style!
I'd put some stuff in the tumble dryer in the bedroom. After about 20 minutes, Breeze came into the living room loudly mewing (which she usually only does if she's upset - otherwise it's barking noises for food or buzzing as "normal" communication,) which got my attention, so I got up and followed her into the bedroom. Sniff sniff, burning! Opened the dryer and black smoke rolled out. No actual fire at least, but I hadn't smelled anything and it hadn't reached the smoke detector, either. Have a dead tumble dryer now, but at least I'm not, nor piggies.
Thank you Breeze!
I'd like to think she was heroic, but she was probably just annoyed by the bad smell and wanted me to do something about that! (Or realised if I were dead she wouldn't get fed and that would not be an ideal situation ...)Ours are the complete opposite of Breeze the Heroine Cat.
They mew & wail loudly at the slightest thing (like a minor pang of greed, or just passing each other on the stairs) but I have no doubt that should the house catch fire they would either sleep through it and have to be rescued, or hurl themselves out of the catflap leaving me to die of smoke inhalation or burn to a crisp.