Cats
I love our kittens because...
Monday 1 February, 2010
they take their worm tablets wrapped in a little bit of cheese, like dogs.
Feathers
Tuesday 29 December, 2009
Our two kittens, now eight months old, are becoming very distinct characters. Harry is bigger than Bertie and seems more mature. He reminds me of Cassius; happy to spend most of his time sleeping or watching the world go by, he is becoming a prodigious hunter.
Yesterday, alerted by the now usual clattering in the front hall, my investigations revealed Harry dragging a large, dead bird into the hall. Well, it was dead when I went back for a second look, coward that I am.
I was really surprised and not a little relieved to discover that it was a magpie. Given the egg stealing episode earlier in the year, I can't say I'm upset that there's one fewer of the bu**ers. Hope he keeps it up, but outdoors!
Killer kittens
Sunday 29 November, 2009
It's been such a long time since I've posted anything! To be honest, at this time of year there's not much going on - apart from trying to keep warm and dry.
Harry and Bertie have cotinued to grow and develop. They regularly bring their prey in and generally alert us to this by growling at each other. Once growling s detected, one of us leaps out of bed and shuts the bedroom door. It's bad enough that we let them sleep with us, but I can't fancy sharing with dead mice.
They are really lovely cats (IMHO) - very elegant, slim and they have incredibly long tails. Felix is a wee cobby cat. The three of them get on fine - they eat together and Felix plays with them at bit. And he grooms them too. It's not reciprocated, so he still demands his brush in the morning. As I type, he's sitting on the router on the desk - it's warming his bum.
Kittens mugged by hen
Tuesday 6 October, 2009
No, you haven't reached the website of the "Daily Mail".
I was in the kitchen yesterday with Dan's mum, when we heard the cat flaps rattle and both kittens ran into the house. We could hear something squeeking but by the time we went out, the kittens, and their prey, had exited again (thank goodness).
They had obvioulsy caught some unfortunate small rodent and I could see one of them hunting it round the flower bed, while the other watched. This went on for some time until one of the big Black Rocks bustled over, grabbed the rodent, despatched it and (I think) ate it. The expression on the kittens faces was fabulous. Mugged by a hen - Cassius will be turning in his grave!
First kill
Wednesday 30 September, 2009
One of the kittens (don't know which one) has made its first kill.
OK, it was only an earthworm and Dan stood on it with bare feet this morning, but it's a start.
I'm just so glad the kitten dropped it before he got it to our bedroom.
Veggie kittens
Monday 28 September, 2009
Cats are obligate carnivores - they MUST eat meat as their bodies cannot build all the essential proteins for life. Cassius had pretty catholic tastes in food - curry, chili, chips, crisps but vegetables? I don't think so.
I was somewhat surprised to see Harry (I think) tucking into some runner beans that were leftover from dinner. Please understand that our cats are not normally allowed on the table but I was so gobsmacked that I sat and watched him for five minutes as he gobbled up the beans. He had a wee taste of peas and carrots too but beans seemed to be the favourite.
Kittens 2
Friday 18 September, 2009
Harry and Bertie are growing apace, or so everyone tells us, as we don't really see the difference. Although they look VERY similar, they have quite distinct personalities.
Bertie, or Bertie Bashit, acts first and thinks later. We think he may have ADHD. Last week, he fell in the pond. He fell in the pond again today. His eyes are either saucers or closed. He's very talkative, has a huge purr with a squeak at the end of each prrrrr.
Harry, on the other hand, is much more laid back. He has a great capacity for relaxing and sleeps very extravagently; stretched full length. We think he is the "older brother", and he pins Bertie down to wash his ears. Sometimes, he looks very thoughtful and seems to frown in concentration.
Cass's marker
Wednesday 26 August, 2009
We finally got round to getting Cass's headstone in place today. It is a piece of sandstone from the garden. I think it looks rather good.
Kittens
Monday 24 August, 2009
Any excuse to post some new photos.
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The boys are growing and getting very adventurous. Harry is quieter and more reserved, unless he's having a mad turn; Bertie is hyper all the time he is awake. Bertie sleeps curled in a tight ball; Harry sleeps very extravagently, stretched to full length on the bed.
Their new favourite resting spot is on top of the hay bales; favourite play area is in the vegetable netting; favourite toy is a scrunched up bit of paper - they get one each and play for ages, batting it round the house.
After Cassius
Saturday 7 March, 2009
Tuesday morning, our first day sans Cassius, and Tess was like a wee lost soul. It was her habit to follow Cass around, sometimes closer than was advisable; if you found one, you found the other. If Cass was asleep on the footstool, Tess would be asleep right next to it. If Cass was under the table, Tess was right there. If she got too close and Cass turned round to warn her off, she'd look away as if to say "I'm not looking at you, so you can't see me."
She now seems much better and is following Felix around - except Felix doesn't whack her, so she's not getting a proper adrenaline rush.
