Showing posts with label Rebel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rebel. Show all posts

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

Saturday, 15 October 2016

Saffron and the gang, overdue update

Saffron's lump came back so quickly, and the vet told us that it was not in a good place.  If it had been on her hip, removing the leg to get rid of it all would have been an option, but that as it was, they could not cut it out.  We were advised that these type of sarcomas cause no pain, but if she found it uncomfortable when it got really big we could look at pain killers, and otherwise pamper her for as long as she has. 
She has three lumps now which have grown pretty big, but she doesn't seem to notice. She sleeps on her left side as well as her right so they plainly don't trouble her.  She washes them as well as the rest of her, and she's back to her cuddly self.  Here are some gratuitous pictures of Saffron.







with Linnie


with Cecil




with Rosie.  the lump is plainly visible in this one. 

So what else is happening?  well the run is a hit, but I wish they wouldn't roll on the snack grass and kill it and then dig up and poop in the compost.  We've been outside with people on leads as often as we can, and Leo, who hates things going over his head has declared he is trustworthy without a lead.  He isn't that fast a mover, but he is now exploring all the garden and enjoying himself no end.  He has learned to go to the door and yell, but it doesn't always make the slaves obey.

Rebel likes the old rocking chair
Toddles ate right up to the end of September, he's now safely tucked away for the winter
I love this one of Dora
Worrals believes in comfort

and another one of Leo just because.  He's on the lead here, an earlier pic, but a nice one of him
So who isn't pictured?  Gypsy!  here's one of Gypsy with the butterfly toy we bought them [which Worrals nabbed, ran off with and broke a little bit in about 3 seconds!]  Note the shredded cardboard on the floor, from one of those perennially favoured toys, a box.
Onyx is a little elusive, but he has been coming downstairs, especially after we lit the stove
Scampi and Leila are not keen on photos.  However, Scampi sleeps all night on Simon, and Leila has been being brought down and is starting to accept having new territory.  She's still an ailurophobe though.


Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Gratuitous pictures

This more or less needs a 'Janet and John' sort of caption:  See Rebel run.  Rebel can run.  Rebel can run fast.  Run, Rebel, run!
I wish they wouldn't scatter Leo's newspapers before getting on the wheel though. 

They aren't supposed to sit on the table, but Cecil declared he was busy matching the decor

it's hard enough trying to type over one love-bundle, but when two of them get in on the act... I still haven't fixed the cat cushions and climbing poles onto the windowsill.  Linnie and Cecil here

Leo approves of the divan.  This is his best side. 



Dora says "Don't Leave Me Out!"

"I'm Going to be in a Blog?"
"Yes, Gypsy."
"Will it hurt?"
"No."
"Oh.  All right then."

 "I can haz cuteness of the year award, yes?"



Yup, it's Linnie, on top of the cabinet.  And yes, if anyone was wondering, the board on the wall which runs right over the door is an original feature of our 1897 house, and used to have bells hung on it to ring for the servants.  Unfortunately the bells were no longer in place, but the wiring for them is still under the floorboards upstairs.  The cats say that mewing for service is more efficient anyway.

Rosie here with Dora and Leo, the population on the divan is fluid.

Saffron is being shy at the moment. Scampi is sleeping on his dad's bed but doesn't want a photo, Leila is still grumpy cat [she really needs a home with no other cats, she's an ailrophobe], Worrals is sleeping with me but disapproves of changes, Onyx is his usual shy but affectionate self  and that's the lot of them...

Thursday, 3 March 2016

Busy time lately...

I think I mentioned the cat wheel, which came, was easy to put together, and until a couple of days ago was used exclusively by Linnie [who was the main target for it anyway] but! is now also being used by Rebel, whose antics leaping for the laser dot and having to hang on to the edge of the wheel for grim life have been quite hilarious, and I hope to get a photo soon.
The only place we could put it was on the landing, by taking down a bookshelf, so here's a pic of Linnie in it, having disrupted the newspaper which is Leo's 'miss zone' for when he thinks he's in the litter box because his front feet are.
There are some hilarious videos on the cat wheel site http://onefastcat.com/ and I thoroughly recommend the wheel, cheaper than its next nearest counterpart.  Only thing is, they soon trash up the running surface, we're going to have to replace the treads soon. This is because Rebel likes to give it a good scratch before setting off for a run....


Cecil prefers his amusement more static. This is HIS box.

And then Mother died.
Saffron was heartbroken, the only cat mother had ever permitted to sleep on her bed, she had lived almost exclusively in mum's room since mum became bedridden 2 years ago.   That it's the room with the aga is neither here nor there.... anyway, Saffron lived in mum's dressing gown for several days before deciding that as Gran wasn't here any more, she would move out totally.  She's coming to terms with it, and fortunately adores Simon. 

Saffron 
Dora too has been wandering about looking lost for a couple of weeks, though she has settled down.  Worrals would occasionally sleep in mum's room, during the day, and she has refused point blank to go in there since Gran disappeared in the night in an ambulance.  Gypsy went looking for her, and decided she must be hiding, are there any cat biscuits?  But Gypsy, Linnie, Dora, Rosie and Cecil as well as Saffron all slept on her bed for several nights.  Cecil and mother had become rapidly very good friends, and I'm glad she got to see him.  Linnie thought we should have brought her back from the human vets in a cardboard box to bury in the garden.  He doesn't understand human protocols.

So, anyway, we decided to not merely clean out mum's room but to redecorate and turn it into a study-cum-breakfast room, and the difference of light wallpaper, no clutter of movable tables, commodes and so on is amazing.  We even painted the aga - it's an Esse really - with black heatproof paint as it was chipped.  It was mainly the boys who helped.  And Cecil has a gloss white ear where he rubbed against my newly painted skirting board and grubby toes where he stood on the newly gloss white windowsill and then walked on the still mucky floor which I didn't plan to vacuum until I'd finished being messy.
I have to say it was also a challenge painting when suddenly! having a Linnie land on my shoulder from one of his launch-from-the-floor leaps.  I wore him to paint the whole door.  He thinks he's a circus performer.


the divan bed makes a great sofa, there's room for one human and up to six cats.  Or one human and a well spread Cecil by the heater.... his favourite position is on his back soliciting tummy rubs

Yes, that's a cat bed on top of the wood basket.  But Dora and Cecil figured they would be warmer on, and under the footstool I used to use to do mum's dressings.  They voted it to remain.


Gypsy helped Simon unpack the new computer desk.  He shredded the side of the box and sat on the parts Simon needed to show him where they were. 

And then the three way tunnel went back in the room

Wot? 


Rebel is not sure about the decor.

Leo just doesn't come downstairs; he is only interested in not having his mealtimes disrupted.  He has gone off the expensive little tins of food, and now has to have his pill in heated chicken broth.  Spoilt brat!  lovely boy.
No pics of Rosie or Onyx this time, nor Leila and Scampi.  Onyx is phlegmatic and unphased by the goings on, Leila doesn't care if it doesn't directly relate to her, and Scampi has retired to his towel box until things are quieter.