Summer Daze

Itching & Scratching

It's steaming hot and most of us are scratching.

The floor roarer has been going every day and She is brushing us more than usual .

We don't sit on Her feet any more.

She wears her Gum Boots inside.

Usually she wears them in the garden when it rains.

She says She's gonna fix these fleas.

For now they have us fixed.

Except that Princess who rules our front yard and her bathroom, she's not scratching!

Christmas Crazies

Jos Caresses Princess

The heat is on and so is Christmas madness here in Sydney.

Another dental run yesterday and the first crown improves my smile.

So warm yesterday, Princess wanted to be out and about and I took her across the road before I set out. Now late in the evening the following day, I've only just retrieved her after she spent some time on Jos's roof wailing.

I'm tired. Mr Rudd's Christmas present for pensioners means that I can buy a much needed computer programme, it means bills will be paid and I also wandered off to China Books to discover which healing manuals I can afford.

I talked to Jos. She's been over here several times since Princess began to spend more time here just to call on her Fi Fi. This flat is so long,  I don't hear the front door.

I think Christmas could maybe be saner in a colder place. The cars, the anxieties, the angers. At least I don't have Rex The Ex's annual Christmas smashups these days!

I promised Jos the Mobile number.

Steamy Evening

A troubled week is predicted in the heavens, so some folk say.

I am concentrating on peaceful resolutions and safeties.

Sylvio's most recent car was closer. You get a fright, that's a good thing.

Anna brought an exquisite Margaret River Camembert, deliciously sloppy by today.

When Grace came inside she tasted it and even when I took barbecue chicken in for her and slimmer Stan, she just said she liked the cheese..

Princess, well I give her herbs when her nose gets dry and her temperature rises,

She spends time inside during daytime and if times weren't so tough, Anna would be taking her to the vet and saying well it LOOKED like Princess was on her last legs last time.

Today, Princess did get expelled to the bathroom after she peed on a library shelf, but Scrap consented to come home last night and.. I guess Princess felt like she needed to make her mark, today, just to say to Scrap, 'Well Sucks, I'm here too!'

O, it's like every other complicated relationship.

I shared my bed with Princess when I was so ill Up River and later.

I adopted Scrap because I thought that she and Princess might bond. I got ill AGAIN etc.

I minded a coupla dogs & Scrap was OK as a kit, but Princess got badly done by in a couple of Dog arguments.

If Marvin weren't bad enough, after Bindi, Princess cleared out back to where I'd sheltered in Col's room for a time.

She bonded with Jos. Then alas, as I described some time ago, she got seriously crook.

Now this elderly girl needs attention and special care. I'd initially imagined that Scrap and Princess might tolerate each other when it all first happened, but there are matters of pride and precedence.

Princess in the daytime means that Scrap can come at night time if she feels like it.

I find I'm having long talks with both.

More fans of the Mobs stopped to talk today.

(Anna says she'll do a card with a pic and this blog number for all the friends we make each day.)

It's a hot spring night, howling cats over toward the northwest, storms threatening and humidity has had us crawling through today. Typical Sydney.

All are inside excepting for Scrap and Tabs and the She is winding up energy to go and call them.

This Little Silver Boy

A Beautiful Sylvio Boy

She worked so hard today at some writing that might sort a few things out.

Ah and She felt it might after talking about it all with Alan and Col earlier this evening.

She came back late, a warm half moon lighted night, but She left some doors ajar and several of the little ones slipped out.

She's now recently talked to most of the neighbours and has explained that she has the nourishing food here and not too many biscuits here please on account of possible later kidney damage and kind friends are saying they will look out for these Special Ones.

We have the fresh food as the biggest part of the diet and well, look at little Princess, she's not too bad for a cat her age. 

Too many of the bikkies are OK for a bit of breakfast, but not too many in the long term.

Princess isn't going to Jos's place too much now.

Scrap, who is in indignation about More Cats! ( We have Aphex from next door as well as one Princess), has moved across the road to flirt with Jos and Col and Mick. She's a sweetie, little Scrap. I tried to explain to her, I even held my hand out for her to scratch if she liked and she did.

Poor hands.

Tonight, exhausted after a full day at the computer in which I tried some Fine Writing, I came home after my break at the Pub so tired and I left some doors ajar. I'm even tireder right now because I just came inside after trawling outside with the torch.

Stanley said he wanted to stay outside and be a hunter. Bally is outside too. All the others came inside to my coaxing, little darlings.

One little one has me worried, one Sylvio...

After a very long stint on Computer and satisfying writing, this afternoon, I went to the Front Verandah.

Sylvio across the road, saw me with delight and rushed to meet.

That speeding car screeched to a halt and only just missed him and She is not yet recovered.

Yes, She's met most of the neighbours, good folk, good big back yards.

I, She spells out that even if they are accidents, She has very lovely little pussy cats.

I've now put out the word that if anyone would like a highly intelligent light hearted little silver mackerell tabby who is desexed and immunised and microchipped, that if they live in a casual place without too many cars and desire a small companion, why this one has so far only risked two of his little precious lives.

Sylvio is a beautiful boy.

Oh, Oh, both Scrap and Princess mind their journeys across the road. Sylvio sees She and he runs without thought and O dear one, No.

I held him tight, I said to him, you aren't allowed to be run over.

This time though, he was scared, his little heart beat fast!

Dear God from whom he is descended, Please Protect him!

Friends

Camera Shy

Talking

And here we are, all of us, all the different ways of saying Miouw!

Stanley for such a dominant big boy has the peepiest little miew? with a question mark which is maybe why he is so charming because he will work his way into a conversation and with a little but powerful voice he will spell his cuteness!

O Stan, we all bow down.

There are different miews, different expressions on little faces.

Baby closes her eyes as her little miouws become heartfelt.

Princess's nose wrinkles horizontally as she utters her yrwouurrr's in her low voice.

She vocalises more than any pussy cat I met before. Mostly complaints recently.

Maybe at her age she has a lot to complain about with arthritis and so on.

Then there is Sylvio.

Carla when she visits puts out a high note.

'Ahh Syyyyylviooo, dear Syyyylvio!!!???'  and he comes running from wherever he is hanging out to be patted and appreciated.

Goodness, he's the little one who will follow me up this street which has somehow attracted more cars and thus he is shut in the spare room these days when I go out!!!!!!

In the in between times, there he is at the front door when he's not enchanting every passer by.

It's 'Mrr mrr mrr mrr mrr mrr' without a cease.

He knows She is writing in the front room, he knows that she will hear. He knows that when the cars had come close to hitting him on the dentist day, She worries still and he insists all the same that he has to say that he is Sylvio and here he is and this is his own form of hunting to say, 'Let me In, Let me/Feed, I am a Boy who Needs to Be Inside, Mrrr, Let me In!!!'

Yesterday, She brought him inside.

She'd slept late.

The Back of the House Cats ate quickly and left to play outside.

Little Sylvio in inside bliss, ate the back of the house Breakfast food and ate on until he threw up in many places.

She didn't give him so much food today when she eventually went outside, but that's OK, Sylvio likes to be noticed as special, even if it's just to be shut inside.

A Coool Cat!!! (with a few lives left still!)

Last week,  when She staggered home from the dentist, feeling pretty bad, there were the neighbours feeding Scrap and Stanley and looking pleased.

No No, She said.

A few biscuits in the morning but not too many biscuits!!!!!

They are little tigers. In the wild they gorge because it may be some time before they kill again.

No No.

You feed a little one too much, it's not too good!

Too much bland tucker may damage the kidneys and shorten the life span and for a treasured little one, the fearful passing can be awful.

I know this because some cats I loved were over-fed and some of them ate biscuits only and that wasn't good for their health...

Princess Gal has great kidney health for a gal her age and is only rarely incontinent.

It's all about diet really.

Wish I was feeding She Self a bit better but O well!!!

Dentals recently, much too serious, thought for awhile a stroke might be on the way. Resolved into a horrible cold.

I love the We Three Cats Site So much.

That Dragon nearly had us there this past month or so!!!!

and

She tired

We are bein fed and we don't say

Adventures

She sick, sore teeth, sore head.

She came back from Dentist, Sylvio ran to meet, nearly got run over, 

She yelling, Carla scream.

Sylvio OK.

Princess run up tree, can't get down, She climb after Princess.

Grace get lost, She look, She call and hears the echoing cries of a small Grace.

Grace locked in next door Garage, comes, late for dinner.

And So On...

An Exquisite Greyling!

Did I say all that before?

I'm struggling at present.

What's new?

My little ones struggle less on account of Anna's help.

I applied to a pet mag for help in terms of monitoring ads. They never answered.

Dear Google, thanx.

I dunno about bein' cast into the depths of poverty by projection. Hell, that happened when I got tangled up with Muso's and I was believing that since I learned to wreak scorn on them I may get BEYOND poverty!

That being said, I watched Australian Idol when I read that Cyndi Lauper was a consultant and wow, it's been more exceptional than expected.

I've got so much in my folders and notebooks to post, but I'm working on income and I'm pretty amazed by the preventative processes.

Sorry guys, I know there's great new photo's, I've just been trying to catch up on me novel and also obsessed by styles of writing.

I realise my little camera is OK for portraits & am planning a portrait blog, but the little ones with the light coloured eyes don't show so good.

Therefore I present our exquisite Greyling as I catch the shine in her sweet eyes!

Over The Road

Queen Scrap with Feather & Stanley:

'No-one told me that Kittehs could be tedious!'

I had a good day, long lunch with Mike, I was so unrelentingly positive I exhausted meself.

Truth is, I'm scared. When will I earn?

Later I stopped and talked to Jos.

She was worried. Seems like Scrap is breakfasting Over The Road these days!

Scrap didn't appear on That Verandah this morning.

As we spoke of the little one, the small pirate face peeked over Maggie's fence.

Scrap, AKA Caprice, had heard her name.

She came dancing across the road to greet Jos, ignoring me.

She wouldn't let me clean that divinely fluffy tail of hers even though she's accumulated a few weed seeds.

Has there been a transfer in Catland?

Oh, it's all too complicated.

Anna thinks of adopting Stanley. With White Feather and Delicate Fred, Stanley is a good clean inside cat and Anna and her partner leave their cats inside in daytimes while at work.

I'll find Stanley's early pomes one day.

Possibly Anna will provide some channelling in times to come.

Jos still loves Princess AKA Fi Fi.

Princess Fi likes to spend days across the road sometimes.

She is so old, so old. Strange when I remember her as a kitten so long ago.

She didn't even want to come into my room to watch the street today.