Ron comes out of the kitchen and I immediately know that there’s something wrong. He’s not licking his lips which I take as a clear sign that he hasn’t eaten the remains of the steak and kidney Jimbos I’d deliberately left in my bowl. This out-of-character behaviour is not lost on Squeak who attempts to … Continue reading The Gingernuts
Something funny is going on in the Harbour. Mummy has hardly left the house even to go to work and there are aren’t as many cars driving around on the streets. The other day when I popped over to On the Spot there was a queue of people lining up to go inside but it … Continue reading The Orange One
This story is longer than usual, but I’ve got that much news I literally don’t know where to start! I suppose it all started on Christmas Day when Mummy was given a very special Christmas present by her daughter. It was a framed portrait of me painted by a local artist! I didn’t get to … Continue reading Scarface
RUN AWAY from noise with haste and remember what peace may be found when you sleep in your favourite place in the sun. As far as possible, without surrender, act superior to all other animals (especially dogs). Speak your truth loudly and clearly and never respond to your owner’s calls. Act deaf and ignorant; they … Continue reading Desiderata for Cats
I wondered whether we’d offended Serafina by not leaping to support the C.A.T. Extinction Rebellion after her “address” at the Mindfulness meeting because we didn’t see her for several days after that. The fact of the matter was that not one of us had the faintest idea what we were supporting or how this extraordinary … Continue reading Weasley’s Breakfast Show
Mummy had to go to hospital a few weeks ago. She was gone for over a week! Of course, she had someone come to look after me, but I was just so worried, particularly after what happened last time when she was taken away for a whole month! Even though I was still just a … Continue reading C.A.T.
I don’t know whose bright idea it was but for some reason our mindfulness meeting this week was being held at Squeak’s house. We normally have it under the deck at mine and to be honest I was never that comfortable about this last-minute change of plan. Not only did it mean that Serafina would … Continue reading The Pink Pussycat Club
Why does that blasted dog have to come and stay when it’s a long weekend or when there’s a religious festival with food involved? This is MY time for sleeping late, extra hugs and tasty tidbits, not his. I don’t care if it’s his first birthday. I don’t care if he’s bigger than me. That … Continue reading Cats, Rats and Dogs
Neither Ron nor I had seen Serafina for nearly a week. We’d seen a bit of Hypo, or Snowflake as she was now called, although Ron still insisted on calling her Hypo. She had now been spayed and looked very fresh and clean in her new collar. “Serafina has been spending a lot of time … Continue reading Unleashing the Lion Within
Serafina was very disappointed that most of the local cats had forgotten about the Society for the Prevention of Un-Neutered Cats which had been over-shadowed by pre-Christmas festivities and the unwelcome arrival of a crime wave in the village. “It’s not only mail that’s going missing,” said a wide-eyed Serafina one morning. “A house has … Continue reading The Cat Thief
