Tuesday, 14 February 2017

And some more photos

Piper

Rosie

Pixy

Leo and Piper; Leo tolerates Piper cuddling him

cuddle puddle

Dora practises advanced cat folding

Gypsy

Pixy

Kelly

You can get any two in the igloo but not a third

Kelly and Ace hanging out

Rebel

Cecil

Thursday, 2 February 2017

"Has anybody here seen Kelly?"

So, last year we lost two and gained 5 cats.  I count losing Saffron as last year though she lived into January, her illness was last year.
I am not going to share the last pics I took unless asked.  I want to remember her as she should have been.
Meanwhile, some gratuitous pictures of a selection of cats.  This post sees rare pics of to of  the Grumpy Old Sods [Onyx, Scampi and Leo] and appears to mostly feature Kelly.
I sing "Has anybody here seen Kelly?"  and he pops up, "Yes, here I am!"
His bum is up and down, we've moved to Carny, a German grain-free food, but he seems only to be able to tolerate one meal of wet food a day, so tough luck the rest as he's a little tea leaf.  I have old sheets and towels covering everywhere as he is still farting wet ones in his sleep, which I'm currently wiping with antibacterial wipes and will have a big throw out of stained fabrics when it is decent enough weather to expect things to dry on the washing line if he has an accident on actual bedlinen or furniture.  His bum I'm doing with witchazel and aloe vera pads for haemorrhoids which seem to be soothing him.  We had one night without more than a tiny turd on the sofa, but then he skanked wet food ... we are winning.  And as he gets older things should improve as well.

Kelly and Dora

Pixy, contemplating which of her brothers to whack next

Somewhere in that hole is Gypsy and Kelly means to get him

Piper loves all his big brothers.  Here he is with Onyx

Got him!  Scampi eating ...

and another of Scampi!

Linnie, just because

Kelly and Linnie's tail

Cecil
No pics of Ace-all-over-the-place, he's greased lightning. But he is helping mumy and daddy by being a scarf overnight for one of the at a time.  Piper is still the guinea pig, or Chuchundra for Kipling fans.

Monday, 16 January 2017

R.I.P Sweetie Saffron

Today we asked Dr Annaliese to come out to give Saffron the big needle.  We actually booked it on Friday, because she had lost so much weight over the previous week, and we spent the weekend cuddling her and feeding her on prawns, mackerel, salmon and chicken.  By Saturday afternoon we knew we had made the correct decision as she couldn't jump any more.  By Sunday night scrambling onto the divan was an effort.
Saffron lay in Simon's arms, quite contented, while Annaliese made the injection, complaining a little that it was cold, and quietly and gently died, snuggled up to him.
We miss her already.   She is buried next to Leila and we bought some bulbs and marigold seeds to plant over our little marigold coloured Sweetie.
Saffron in her prime.  This is the Saffron we remember, not the poor little lady she became
Linnie cuddled Saffron for her last few days and didn't leave her at all overnight.  He sat on Simon's lap with her until the vet actually arrived, and kissed her. 

Sunday, 8 January 2017

Week one of the new year but Piper steals the showf

Four way cuddle puddle; we got a new cat bed courtesy of Freecycle and the rubbish tip trio are joined here by Rosie, and you can't even see the bed beneath them as they fill it ....

we got another cat storage tower [the one to the left of the pic] and I thought the arrangement by reflection of stripy and orange cats was amusing, from left to right Linnie, Cecil, Saffron, Dora

Piper just went and sat on Cecil

I love pics where they cuddle each other -this is the new bed

for the toe fetishists; Piper sticks his feet up in the air

I love this tummy shot. He's not as fat as he looks, a lot of it is floof