Billy the Beast.

Poppet.

Sweet kind gentle Jake.

Iridescent sunshine hair.

‘He did it’.

Today I went into a pub and had Sunday roast and white wine from a beautiful glass. I feel intimidated walking into pubs. But this one was friendly. I loved seeing people coming together. Laughing, feasting, full of merriment. I love a good atmosphere. This pub had it in spades.

Dear little Jake. Still such a sweet, innocent kitten age 5. Curious, scared, affectionate when he’s not running away from just about everything. Looks to his big brother for love and support. Has an ability to forget what he’s doing on a regular basis. A special soul.

‘I demand treatos’.

Cute Smoof

Tiger Bill

Happy Friday!!

Semi-relaxed catto boofing himself in the face.

Action catto.

Glad you approve of our sheepskins Billy. Make yourself comfortable beautiful boy.

Finally met some sensible cats. In my experience, most want to curl up on top of my head during the night making me restless, hot and full of fur. These two settle quickly in the nook of my knees. And stay put. No messing around. No fighting for top cat head position. Bliss.

Just editing my next Late Nite Harp episode in front of this baby. Never seen anything like it. Coolest electric fire ever. I want one. Of course.

Having cats back in my life is the weirdest thing. They stare at me. Right into my soul. They’re conscious, demanding, aware. They’re frickin Egyptian Gods! After six weeks of bunnies, I’m loving these proud, sophisticated, regal beings who also have a streak of craziness.

Smoked salmon? Yes please. Only the best for these boys.

Let the catto photos commence!

Loving our local Jackdaw friends. They always seem to have so much fun together.

Meet Billy and Jake. Siamese cattos of the lilac kind. Jake’s the baby. In age and temperament. Big brother Billy is too cool for school. Sometimes he lets Jake come along for the ride. Not always. I’m going to have fun with these two. They love playing. And I love their moves.

No filter. 😎

An old haunt.

33 - In this episode I give you the low down on my clubbing experiences since I was 15 years old leading up to my very latest super club experience aged 40.

Last day with these cute rascals. And the longest housesit so far at 6 weeks. Can I even remember how the car packs together again? 🤔 Yes! Because I’m awesome 🤣 (and hardly have any stuff). The additional oddly shaped Christmas pressies may cause an unusual challenge however.