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Sophie and Marcel saved me when I was dying – as you can see from my first entry in this blog at the beginning of this new life. This is Sophie’s photo of me as I was sitting at her feet in August (2023). I still recognise her and her son when I see themContinue reading “Day 1121”

I had a visitor in August on my human’s birthday (my birthday is in May!). The visitor gave me a treat and took my photograph in my garden on my chair. My pose wasn’t quite ready but you get the idea. I like sitting in the sun on my cushion in the garden. The onlyContinue reading “Day 1120”

Occasionally I pay a visit to Mrs Tiddles at number 2. I know she’s there but she doesn’t come down to see me. i can hear her at the window. She looks down at me. I am not sure if she is purring or growling. Mrs Tiddles’ human said this photograph of us looks likeContinue reading “Day 1119”

My human has been learning to walk again so I haven’t been doing much apart from sleeping. I have tried to get her to play with me. She does sometimes but the the effort is too much and I have to have a snooze!

Before Christmas my human disappeared for three days. When she came back she was carried to the sofa on the lower ground floor and a lot of people came in with her and didn’t leave her alone until the evening. Then I could go and speak to her. She couldn’t move and I had toContinue reading “Day 1000”

I am in bad mood. My human is very busy and I have had to bully her into paying attention to me. We have had people staying in my bed – so I have to sleep on her bed. We have had people going in and out with ladders and telephones and big boots –Continue reading “Day 801”

I am Stan’s human. He has been very lazy recently and not kept up his blog. He had a bad summer when it was very hot – 40 degrees – and I wet his coat to try and cool him down. Then he went and lay on a hot stone step so I think IContinue reading “Day 800”

I have been in the wars.  Cat fights aren’t what they used to be.  I don’t give much of a warning before I start a fight but I like to make a lot of noise when I am seeing off the neighbourhood cats.  This time I think a human heard me and interfered and showeredContinue reading “Day 666”

That fox was here again. And the guide dog! No peace round here. I have to go upstairs onto my human’s very comfy bed to get away from all this riff raff. I have grown a white whisker among my black ones and I have white streaks running though my immaculate black fur. I haveContinue reading “Day 533”

I am sulking! I had to have a face off with the tabby cat who now seems to live on my territory. My human was calling and calling me but I couldn’t leave: I had to spend a couple of hours eyeballing him to let him know this is where I live. Today I hadContinue reading “Day 532”