Category Archives: cats
Apparently I don’t like change… would that make me conservative? I think I’d rather be inflexible. Yes, I’m inflexible. A would-be luddite. Unable to cope when Google Reader disappears. It didn’t irk me, even a little, when I read that … Continue reading
Helloooooo! Apologies for the lack of posts. Miss Fab, her sidekick plus the two cats have been left in the care of Aunty M who is sending through regular updates and photos but I haven’t had time to sit down … Continue reading
Somebody was busy overnight Sunday. A couple of days ago she halved the amount that she was eating, which is apparently a sign that they’re getting ready to give birth, so I sorted the nesting box out again in the … Continue reading
Rule #1 Always try to get to the litter box as soon as it’s been cleaned or changed. It is perfectly acceptable to get into the empty tray and start your business as the litter is being tipped in. The … Continue reading
I’ve given our little foster kitten some ‘Rescue Remedy’ to help calm her down and it has helped quite a bit. She’s come much closer though I still haven’t tried to pet her. She was purring like mad earlier and … Continue reading
I have enough animals. If I were to get any more animals children would start throwing rocks at my car. I might even start to smell like the crazy cat lady (assuming I don’t already). I don’t need any more … Continue reading
Elsie has discovered how to nose the bedroom door open in the middle of the night. I leave it open a touch so that Fergus and George can come and go as they please. On Thursday night she nicked through … Continue reading
When Flo finds George on her bed she (wisely) won’t go near it. Elsie has the stupidity foolishness innocence of youth on her side. She’ll learn.
Today’s mischief wasn’t caused by any permanent occupants of Flo’s house, but by unwanted house guests. I have known there’s been a rat in the storeroom for several weeks. It was nibbling away at the lambs’ ears I had for … Continue reading
Apologies for the poor quality – it was night, there was no flash, George and Elsie were squirming… I did my best! Elsie is at the v-e-t’s today being spayed. She’s not like Flo (as well we know) and didn’t … Continue reading
My beautiful, special little Fergus, You’re the first cat that is really mine. I’d had another cat before you but when I moved out of home she stayed; not, you understand, because I wouldn’t have taken her with me but … Continue reading
Last year Fergus, George and Flo made Christmas lists. To avoid clumsy repetition, this year we’re going for a Christmas wish. Fergus would like to be furball free. George wishes to be left alone. Or for world peace. Maybe both. … Continue reading
A number of weeks ago we at the House of Flo received a lovely letter in the post from our friend Georgia, the fearsome pig dog, via her Typist. In it were some fitas, which are ‘miracle ribbons’ from Brazil. … Continue reading
Oh dear oh dear oh dear. I never meant to be away for such a long time… whoops. You’d think after this long I’d have something of substance to write about too, wouldn’t you? Alas, ’tis an empty head that … Continue reading
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