Last night I had three stripy cats on me on the sofa, I had to escape from underneath them [I really had to, it was becoming imperative to visit the human litter box] and they stayed put... so I crossed my legs and grabbed the camera. There are wide angle effects, and Worrals still is the smallest, Gypsy is now [just] bigger than her...
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| brothers united in a single passion |
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| Gypsy's favourite occupation |
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| Gypsy so keen to reach Rebel's food he has wriggled under Rosie |
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| Gran ha newz shoez, I haz new box, I wins |
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| By popular request, Gypsy dangling on the wood box |
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| Mackie is ruthlessly followed and kissed by Gypsy |
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| the top of the computer is another prime piece of real estate for bird watching |
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| I is sure there is a spider up there... and I isn't letting anyone else up to look |
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| Onyx deigned to play for the camera. Note destruction of files knocked off shelf by Gypsy behind ... |
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| another one of Gypsy, secure on the wood box this time, superheated and smug |
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| This is where it's happening in the evening; Gypsy on the woodbox/inglenook seat, Worrals on the stool and you can't see Saffron and Dora in uneasy truce in front of the stool |
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| I is in charge of the fire |
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| Top o' the world, ma |
... the ceilings are 8' high, and there's Mackie, right up at the top. I can never resist a film quote for a caption but I wish to make it plain that in no way does Mackie resemble Jimmy Cagney's character in 'White Heat'. He has more sense than any human.
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