Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts

Friday, 5 December 2008

Freddie Norris


Isn't he beautiful?
I've been looking at photos and came across this one of my dearly missed and loved Freddie. What is it about Christmas that makes me long for lost loves? If a human being could be 'in love' with a creature then this creature was loved by me.
He was a fabulous cat who never had a chance to show us all his talents, I think of him often along with his more gentler brother, Louis. I went a little mad when they died within months of each other but they're in the garden now nourishing the weeds.
Bless there little tickers.

I found the tree feet by the way. So it's up, all 5ft of it, and bedecked with all kinds of glittery and plain things.
Now let's hope Monty pulls it down...

Wednesday, 27 August 2008

Lights! Camera! Cat!


I've only taken a few decent photos in my life, but this one of Monty has to be the best.
It was taken on my mobile phone either yesterday or the day before. I can't remember.

Anyway, I'd seen Monty drift into the conservatory and elegantly leap onto a pure plastic chair and I thought yep, gotta get a pic of that. And so after polishing off a gaily coloured fairy cake I crept into the conservatory, knelt down and armed with my phone, waited and waited and waited.....
And then RESULT!
He YAWNED!
So I pressed my little button. And Presto Hey ! I'd landed a corker.
Feeling pleased with myself I 'stored it to phone', patted him on the bonce and then advised him to get some shut-eye because, after all, he'd had a busy day.
I then danced back into the kitchen for a cup of tea.
And another psychedelic cake
Thanks Mont!

Wednesday, 20 August 2008


Why has Monty got the knack of making me feel guilty?
As I re-filled the bird feeders just now, he was in a world of his own chomping on some grass, but then big bad me had to bring him inside, and as I plopped him down on one of his chairs the look on his face made me feel awful.
You'd have thought I hadn't fed him for a week and confiscated his favourite blue mouse.
All I did was bring him inside.
I can't do anything right.
On Monty's agenda today is: Sulking. Sleeping. Cuddles and Tuna.
On his Mum's agenda : The same :)