On Monday, Lillibet was two years old!  It was, of course, the birthday of her Brother, Jamie & Sister, Jasmine.  On the morning of her Birthday, she had gifts to open and cards to read. There was a card and gift from her siblings and she received a beautiful necklace with a heart adorned with diamontes. Just right for a princess!

She went on to have a nice day, snoozing until the door bell went. She knew it was for her and was out of bed and racing to the door, like I have said before, if she could bark, she would!!!  Well, it was Dale the postie. He has a small package for her, again with her name on.  Dale enquires if it's her birthday because he has been delivering things all day with her name on?  She opens her gift on her own, tears into the paper to reveal a Yeowww fishy, a pink one and some dreamies and cat snax. She makes short work of most of that and goes for the catnip toy. It makes her legs go all silly and Faith then joins her, they have a squabble and during this, I pinch her Yeowww toy and make out with it on the carpet. I love them so much.  She them fights me for her Yeowww. Well. it is hers I guess.

Later she has a Garden party and everyone is invited.  Everyone on a harness and enjoying the weather.  She was not impressed with the new visitor that is J1. She decided that 'HE' actually wasn't invited and asked him to leave. He declined, so she got furious and pouted her lips at him, then drew them back and gave him her best impression of a Chocolate Mamba!  Faith was OK with the gate crasher until he sniffed her petticoat and that was all too much too. He called her names and she know now she will be a cradle snatcher in the future. It has made her a bit giddy!

I was a pure gent and helped finish up all of the left over fish cake. There was so much. Momma had made so much, Lillibet said she was on a diet and didn't want any but did blow out her candles and wished J1 would go back home and Faith had two servings, well, it's her favourite and J1 and I licked the dishies clean.  Well, us boys have to stick together!

KS =^..^=

Sleep is the kind of thing you really need to function correctly. It gives your body the chance to recuperate from the day's activities, such as hunting 8Leggeds or Thwakking. Apparently, scientists tell us, that we only burn around 50 kCal during sleep, that's like a handful of kibble, so note to self, never go to bed on an empty stomach is my moto. Even if that kibble is going to sit on your waste line, you don't want to wake up starving!

We have to sleep because it is essential to maintaining normal levels of cognitive skills such as meowing, remembering where that kibble went under the washing machine and innovative and flexible thinking (trying to reach said kibble!). In other words, sleep plays a significant role in brain development.  So I sleep to increase my brain power, cool, so when I wake up one day, I might rule the World after all - now to work on those opposable thumbs!

I like to sleep quite a lot. More so than the CatWomen. They prefer to be up and around and catch the odd forty winks swaying from side to side, pretending to be awake. Where as I find the comfy spot on the bed and snuggle right in. Momma usually comes and gives me a kiss and covers me over, I make gentle purring noises and prup prup as she covers me. Lillibet is a snuggler too, she likes to be VERY next to someone. This is awkward at times as some days you just want to kip on your own.  She gets grumbled at by Faith and to watch Lillibet work her way into a pile of cats is genius. Ears flat back, sneaking inch by inch into place in a totally subservient way so as not to rouse suspicion.  But if she lays on Momma, it's full flounce, tail wagging and purring so loudly your ear drums are at bursting point. 

Faith and I sleep together a lot. I love her, she is easy and she loves me too. We will gently kiss and she will just lay down, with the minimal of fuss and there we will stay, back to back or sometimes I cuddle her like 'cat spoons'.  She is sweet and doesn't snore!  Then along comes Lillibet, the stealth sleeper and it nearly always upsets the apple cart... well, three is a crowd right?

KS =^..^=

There is one thing that we all find more important than any other and that is quality time with Momma.  Ok, so ManSlave is OK, but Momma time is special.  It's the time when each of us has a special moment each day and it takes place when none of the others are around. It's quiet time and it's made just for us.

Lillibet starts the day with her time, usually in the morning, after the feeding and cleaning have been done early morning and Momma brings a cup of herbal back to bed and it's this time that Lillibet sneaks in and lays on Momma and snuggles right in and purrs. Occasionally, she might take her time, but as soon as the cover is drawn back, she nips over the top, stepping over the blankie and lays on Momma's chest or in the crook of her arm.  It may only last a few minuted with Lillibet, she is ever so busy and these moments are the ones I see Momma smiling at to start her day.  If Lillibet doesn't get 'this' moment, she takes another moment, a moment as the Parentals exit the shower and wrap their towel around and BAM, there is a Lillibet velcroed to their chests in a, well, strange leggie purring cuddle. It sure is unique!!!

Faith is the enticer. She is the one that will squeak and squeak and find things to 'entice' Momma up to the Kitten Room - her room! Be it a toy or just her standing on the bed wailing until Momma goes and checks on her, then she will stand on her head, Faith, not Momma, and roll about displaying 'love me' silliness and then she will trot after Momma and jump on the beds and want a quick 10minute cuddle, where she snuggles in and purrs and purrs until she falls asleep and Momma covers her with a blankie and she sleeps a happy sleep.

Now me, I am the true deserver, the others are happy with the extra hour of games each evening, chasing the 'Frenzy' or playing fetch, but me, I don't go In for such frivolities. Oh no, I like at least an hour all to myself and make quite a din until I am given what I need and what is essentially mine by right! After dinner Noms, I YAWP. This is when Momma makes their dinner and I YAWP the whole time until she is finished and then I run around YAWPING even louder until they have finished and I may even THWAK a the CatWomen if they are awake. Then as soon as the dishes are cleared away and drying up done, all of which I have YAWPED through, I get to have MY TIME! Kissing and cuddling on the sofa, keeping one eye out for ManSlave as he pfffts at me as I get kissed and kiss Momma. I purr and puff my whisker pads out and open my mouth a tIny bit to make it more audible and it resonates through the room. I am a champion purrer and kisser and paw padder - but only for an hour and then I am done for a whole night and I start again the following day.  If I don't get me time - their time is miserable!

KS =^..^= 

Lillibet & Faith went to the Pet Show to show people of the UK a Devon Rex.  Well, we all know that Lillibet is not the best example, but if nothing else she made a huge impression and was a real super star. She lapped up the attention and really showed her self off in a good light.  He Mother on the other hand did not enjoy the event and managed only a short stint on the table and by the time a few hundred people had stroked her beautiful coat, she expressed that she would prefer it back in her pen.

Lillibet lay in her bed all day and wore her bandana like a pro and was happy to be touched and fussed. Momma had a piece of lovely material which felt just like a real Devon Rex, so got people to stroke that as none of the Devons on the day had any coat - except for Faith! It worked well.  They would look at Lillibet, Momma would explain about the Devons and where they came from and why Lillibet was a little different - then they looked at Faith in her pen and stroked the fur.  it worked very well. Everyone got to touch a cat, feel the material then look at one who was sitting showing off her curls but didn't want to be petted.  It was a good day really

I think if I had been there, I would have won the crowds over and been the peoples choice, but alas, with my skin and not being vaccinated, there is no change of me ever going and strutting my stuff!  Styrofoam Slinky went in my place an I got a few new Facebook friends!

KS =^..^=  

Here she is, the Princess of the pride at her debut show selling her LilliLongLegs Toys! Oh what a babe she was all day for Momma, sitting on her heated pad that Eva and David (Jaz7 Jamies's parentals) had sent her for her Birthday last year. She wore her special bandanna that our friend from Z's Sew-n-sew ha made her especially!

It took Momma a little bit of training to get her to wear the bandanna and also to sit still all day and not move.  There was more than one comment that her door was open, but she was just so pleased to be doing as she asked and not move until she was asked.  She let everyone fuss her and was a complete angel. If not a very tired one!
Momma was worried because only the night before she had been told tails of Lillibet's sister Jasmine and how Jaz had been very rude to visitors in their home and to the vet and to David and then to Eva and how she doesn't like her harness anymore and shouts and hollars and says rude words.  Momma was not going to tell lillibet about the goings on incase she thought this behavour was a good idea!

There was some discord when Lillibet & Momma returned home. Faith was furious that she had been left and reprimanded Momma and mouthed her hand and hissed and then hissed at Lillibet and sulked upstairs all evening even though Momma had brought new toys. She even went as far as to pee on the freshly washed show equipment whilst it hung on the radiators to dry. She was being a madam.  So Momma rewarded her for this behaviour by letting us all sleep in with her in the comfort of the Kitten room, where faith finally snuggled into Momma and hissed at Lillibet if she even so looked her way. I stay out of these things. It's all to do with jealousy, I don't go in for that, I go in for new toys, treats and snax on offer after a show! 

KS =^..^=

Lillibet can not wait to Meets and Greets her public next weekend (5/7/14). She has been looking forward to it for some time and has been preparing the goods for her own personal stall at the Wiltshire & District Cat Show in Swindon.  

She has been growing her coat like crazy, but all that has happened is that it looks patchy in places, more like it is falling out than growing!  Her spine line is like a loo brush, but underneath, you can tell there is curly fur trying it's best to 'do something'.  She is 20 months old now and both her Brother & Sister in France have luxurious coats.  Maybe it was her hard start in life and then the Pyometra and then the blood poisoning and then the fact that she reacted to her booster injections as did Faith, who was poorly for a whole week?  It is possibly just bad luck that she hasn't had the time to grow her clothes properly and all the stress of being poorly has taken it's toll on the short and curly part of her coat and it's sort of twisty in places and tight in others - a bit like a demi wave!

Even so, she still fancies meting everyone who wishes to see her and she is not the cuddliest of cats, more a talkative interactive kinda gal, with attitude to die for.  She is rambunctious, persistent and audacious, she is just a little charmer with cattitude!  I am sure anyone who meets her will fall in love with her unusual 'longness'.  Every thing about her is LONG! Long legs, long tail, long ears and the longest licker I have ever seen amongst my feline friends and where better to keep it than a long face and nose? But at the same time, she is ever so petite and just a whisp of a thing. She eats twice as much as anyone else and races about twice as much as anyone else.  She is no show cat, no ambassador for the breed, she has all the old style Devon wit and charms though, oh yes, her purrsonality is all Devon Rex, but, well, the rest of her is just plain unique!

Come for the most unusual cuddle and be charmed by my friend, look at her rage of toys and she will discuss with you her new ventures and aspirations for her special brand LilliLongLegs Catnip Toys.

KS =^..^=

PS. Please remember, Lillibet will only be at the show for her brand LilliLongLegs under the umbrella of Maystar Design.  She is not typical of the Devon Rex breed and is not on Exhibition for this reason. KS =^..^=

sometimes we get to sleep with Momma. Her legs get fidgety so she gives ManSlave a night or two off. On these nights we get a right royal evening of cuddles and fuss and vie for her attention.  I like to sit on her chest and look under her book and purr loudly. Faith likes to take her time coming to bed and has to take Lillibet hunting for rogue spiders and unsuspecting bugs.  Once the hunting is over they both come to bed.  That little Lillibet plonks herself on top of me. that makes a cat \ human sarnie with me as the filling.

Momma created a two pillow bed for us to share, it has a soft plush blankie on it, this is where Lillibet sleeps for the rest of the night, on her own I may add! She only stretches out to touch Momma's face and let's out a silent miow when she wakes.  I then snuggle as close as I can get, to the point of inhalation of her carbon dioxide.

Faith is more subtle, she is an armpit warmer and snuggles right in and purrs so gently that it feels like she is shivering. Not like my bone healing rumbling purr! She also touches Momma's face intermittently to make sure she is still there. Faith also likes having her paw held during the night which is tricky when she is shoved into Momma's armpit.

Lillibet thinks she has the best place to sleep and it does look comfy, but Faith and I have slept together for a few year now and having Momma in between us is more than perfect for us. Lillibet likes time alone and a few Thwaks and stares from her assures her a good night alone!

KS =^..^=

Maystar CatWomen and CatBoys are so unpredictable! I say Maystar, because Faith, herself has a different upbringing and is a complete angel.  Lillibet, Jasmine and their brother Jamie, on the other paw are incredibly bold and just a tat outspoken.

We hear fresh from France that Jasmine is a complete and utter madam with a capital 'M'.  She was taken to see her vet for their 'arrival' check up and claw clipping after their long journey from Ireland and Jaz disputed that she needed to see a vet at all and complained to Eva & David that there really wasn't any need. So, to prove her point she threw a tantrum at the vets and bit the vet!  Bit him I tell you, clean through his hand.  Jamie is not an innocent in all this either, he has on more that one occasion taken out his frustrations on the vet and only recently he had to go in for a check up too because he literally 'swims' in his water dish and it upset his constitution somewhat and he 'gave out' to the vet too!  Momma was horrified that they should behave like mini hooligans, but Jaz was even more outraged that Momma said she needs to visit and re-train them!

Lillibet has always been a hot head too, not quite as much as Jaz though, oh no, she is determined, but wiley all the same. Just the other day (and that is another story) Lillibet ate too much (as I say - another story) and her derriere was a little, lets say, unclean! Momma unceremoniously washed her behind and Lillibet was good, really good and momma went with her as she walked forward on tippy toes so as not to distress her too much.  Then Momma had to hold her for the last bit and Lillibet hissed!  Well, it was the funniest thing you ever did hear, this hiss.  It was quite a feeble hiss, but she did mean it.  She also wasn't quite sure where exactly that hiss had come from and looked around for the cat who had done it. This was Lillibet's very first hiss since she was a tiny kitten.  She looked totally perplexed!

Well, later on that day and with new found confidence, she hissed again at Momma when Momma asked her to come out of her food hut.  She didn't want to come out of her food hut just yet,(she was dozing) so she hissed!  The thing was... that hiss scared Lillibet so much that she shot out of the food hut and then returned on her stomach to investigate who had been in there with her? She then spent the following hour stalking the food hut until she fell asleep, with one eye open you understand!

KS =^..^=

Caught in broad daylight, the cereal stealer. This little beast really thinks she takes the biscuit when it comes to not getting caught (usually) however, there are thins that give away who the culprits are in the theft of items from the kitchen and today it was Lillibet that managed to dislodge the box from the worktop - which I have to add, was behind a series of plastic boxes and a very heavy pestle and morta. Yep, she is the queen of fury when she wants something to snack on in the night.  See, i am not the only one who steals around here, and at least mine is usually a quick swipe and go. Hers are calculated missions that benefit everyone... IF you like cereal!

Now, it's Lillibet that releases the the boxes and rips them apart, but just there, so that you don't miss the signs are tell tale Faith nibbles.  The frayed edges of the boxes and the tiny pieces of paper are all Faith's doing. She would rather this that the contents, unless the contents are sweet. The shrede wheat wasn't really that interesting a meal as it contains no added sugar and it's full of vitamins - far too healthy for us!

KS =^..^=

There is nothing like a Mother's Love to sooth away your worries and woes. Lillibet dotes on her Mother and Faith just idolises Lillibet.  These pictures show a serene bond between them, but, in reality, there is some amount of grumbling coming from Faith as she berates her daughter for disturbing her slumber.  Lillibet, ears flat to her head and in total submission will sneak under her Mum and lay so still whilst Faith bites her ears or feet in annoyance. Then licks her daughter all over and peace resumes - they dream.

If I am laying anywhere, Lillibet will plonk herself right on top of me, not caring if I can breath or not.  It's in her best interests to move me and grab my warm spot. I very rarely say anything and just move over into the cold patch and carry on dreaming.  She is a little madam! 

Faith is a lady and will always ask if she can come in for a snuggle and often she will lay between my paws and we 'CatSpoon'. It's a lovely way to relax in the arms of a friend and I do love her so much and she loves me so much. We were made for each other and as they say, opposites attract!  But you know, that Lillibet really does have to get in on the act and we never have a moment to ourselves. She is rude and bargy, but I guess all she really wants is love, the warm spot and a good snooze... oh, but on her terms of course!

Nope, I think I am in agreement with most of you. It's nice to have the love and affection during your sleeping hours. But, to my mind, the best undisrupted sleeps are on your own!

KS =^..^= 

The Orb is out and it is feeling spring like. It is now a race between Faith and Lillibet to see who can clear the cobwebs from the CatPod first?  Last Spring, Lillibet wasn't really strong enough to climb the CatPod walls and ha to make do with sitting on the shelves to reach the silky sticky webs. But this year, she is stronger, more agile and far quicker than her Mother!

I don't really see the point in all the running around. I prefer to soak up the Orb in one place and chasing eight leggeds and six leggeds is not on my agenda.  I don't get what all the fuss is about really. It's not like they even taste good!

In one leap they are up the wire, terrorising those poor critters and wrecking their homes everyday, just so they make more webs for them to eat. It's shameful and cruel. They have spent all night making those webs, just for a pair of marauding lickers to desecrate everything in seconds. They never harm the eight leggeds though, but only because they are farming them! 

So what happens to all the silk once it enters a cats mouth?  Well, like candyfloss, it melts with the warmth of the licker and it is sweet by all accounts. I try not to think that has firstly come out of an eight leggeds posterior! It then races down the gullet and into the tummy where it begins to expand and create a wrapping action. It creates little neatly created packets of chocolate gold ready for dispense into the cat trays for Momma to dig out in wonder. 

Eightleggeds have seven different types of silks for different jobs - lets hope the CatWomen don't catch onto this or we could be in for some wonderful surprises.

KS =^..^=

Why do the CatWomen insist on playing rough? It all starts when, usually Lillibet, wants to play and her Mother doesn't. Although Faith is not an innocent in all this. She too can really put up a good fight. I, of course, never get myself into these situations. I am more savvy and. big hiss ends them running.  But together they have a good rough and tumble until one of them becomes over tired.

We heard from Jaz & Jamie who are now in Ireland, soon to be traveling back to France. Jamie had harassed his sister so much whilst she was sleeping and Jaz had bitten him and drawn blood. These Maystar Women sure are tenacious in their attitude and Jamie, bing the only Maystar boy really has his work cut out for him. He is meant to be the most important, not bottom of the stack!

All is well that ends well, the CatWomen are so happy together, Faith making these three kittens was meant to be and she loved Lillibet so much and Jazz & Jamie loved each other so much. There was no separating them. The main thing, I guess, is that they are all so happy together. I will always be a Momma's boy so I don't need company, even if company wants me!

KS =^..^=

Marauding:- going about in search of things to steal or people to attack.

All three of us have been in trouble over the weekend and in Lillibets case, most of the week.  It took those 3 stolen zipper tapes a good few days to make their way into the world again and Momma, although a little worried, was, in my opinion, a bit too excite to see them!  

Well, you would think that the zipper tape incident would be enough to put Lillibet off for a few days, but no. She went on to steal ManSlave's bookmarks several times over the weekend. They are made from bits of rolled up tissue.  They are all gone and pages lost and lots of swearing at his lack of memory. He doesn't know he actually 'did' put a marker in the book and is now thinking he is going senile. We shall not tell him just yet! 

Faith stole a plastic glove, the kind you get when you fill up with diesel, luckily, they are biodegradable. She had eaten 3 fingers and a thumb, quite the snack when she is supposed to be on a diet! She has also chewed the edges of the biscuit packaging and not all of it was there, so no doubt she has swallowed copious amounts of cardboard too!

I have been the Prince among thieves and had my licker at the ready for dregs of coffee from abandoned mugs, congealed fat from the griddle that was in the microwave and was left out in favour of re-heating pizza. I also had me a lick of the kitchen sink where the spaghetti water was emptied  out and to top it off and my killer move. Wait for Faith to let herself out from her 'food hut' and as soon as she unzips the zipper, stick your head through the opening and bolt as much down as possible. I have now been thwarted at this one. Momma has clipped the zipper shut. Damn!

Well, as far as the Marauding goes and topping off the stealing, I also had me a go at ManSlave. He was slapping my butt and I was enjoying it, then it became the sort of game that made ManSlave laugh so much that I got over excited and Thwakked him and bit him (in a fun way). I haven't ever really been like that before and I quite enjoyed doing fake attacking on his hand and arm and got myself all of a jitter in returning his slapping.  I even did a silly dance and made silly noises and bounded around like a kitten.  I am not sure if I will do it again, it took alot out of me and I don't want to be seen as a whoosy cat!

KS =^..^=

The adjective 'pending' describes a lot about life at the moment. There are so many things I have to get done and so little time. Like sleep & eat.  But, it seems that Lillibet has her own pending to be done, she is awaiting a package that will launch her new venture of 'Felt Cat Toys'.  I always wanted my own range of toys and indeed, I did have one, a lovely feather filled pillow with my logo on and me wearing my crown and it was filled with crinkly paper and catnip. But, well, to be truthful, Momma doesn't have time to sew. My products were launched and never followed through because they were fiddly. I need a specialist! 

Lillibet on the other paw, doesn't have to rely on Momma, only for the packaging! Much easier!  She was meant to have a little launch party at a local show in Northampton in a few weeks, but she had that reaction to her vaccine and them promptly stole 3 zipper tapes from the bin, so that put an end to her leaving the house whilst Momma locates them in the chocolate gold!

Her little products will be based on things she loves!  Of course the very first thing on her list is GREEN BEANS!  They will be packaged as 'LilliLongLegs Three Bean Salad' - perhaps none of you really know that her pet name at home is actually 'Bitty bean' - It derived from her being 'in-call' and we said she had 'Lilli-bits' when her nipples grew into little hormonal lumps.  Well, the bitty bit stuck (think of Little Britain) and from there on she gets called Bitty most of the time. The beans, most of you know about, she is crazy mad for green beans - or really their strings!  So a three bean salad it has to be!!!

Her other collection is a collection of 6 felted bugs. These are brightly coloured and very flat with cute details.  There will be a worm, a butterfly, a beetle, an aphid, a centipede and a ladybug. These will form part of her 'Bag O Bugs' and then later there will be a 'Gone Fishing' set of creatures on recycled wooden poles. It is quite the adventure and already her logo is designed and the bugs and beans are winging their way from Kentucky! I know, all those air miles, but they are recycled products and organic catnip, so we are doing our bit for the environment and Momma said if she has these newly designed products, they have to be from a small business and NOT a sweat shop. The lady who has made the designs come alive is just a genius!

For now, Lillibet is playing with the prototypes that arrived at Xmas and her and Faith are trying them out for ware and tare.  So far, they are lasting well.  Don't tell anyone, but I love my 'pillows' much more than felted bugs! Herrumph

Watch this space for LilliLongLegs creations.  I for one am insanely jealous.

KS =^..^=

Last night, Lillibet had her very own visitor, except her visitor was a small person and she is somewhat terrified of small persons.  But this small person is a cat girl herself so shouldn't be intimidating.... but poor Lillibet just couldn't cope!

When Lillibet was small, we had a number of small people visit and the first one was a very small boy who wandered into the kitchen and Lillibet had gone to 'see what he was up to'. Unfortunately, she was right behind him and he screamed and Lillibet didn't have any where to go and they both became trapped in a tangle of chair legs with no escape from each other.

The next time, two very vibrant small people visited who are always very enthusiastic about seeing us cats, but we are not so enthusiastic about seeing them, even though they are so terribly well behaved. They like to stroke us and have their dollies ride on our backs and play house with them. I just hide whilst Faith entertains them.  Really, it was always Mr. Zeus's job to entertain this excitable duo, he was fascinated with them.  Well, Lillibet took up residence behind the sofa, never to be seen again, her fear of small people affirmed!

So, last night was quite a shock for her system and even and bolshy and as bold as she is, this is one thing that really has her heart racing.  But last nights little friend played with her with the 'cat frenzie' toy and she nearly forgot her worries until Little 'E' stood up to take her coat off and that was it...Lillibet was GONE!  So, Momma and Little 'E' ventured upstairs and got out the dreamies and tried to tempt her to coming forward (after she had done 3 full circuits of the top floor) - Faith came upstairs and Lillibet plucked up the courage as Little 'E' averted her eyes whilst holding out a cat treat on her hand.  Bingo, Lillibet was brave and came forward to take the treat, albeit having a nibble of little fingers in the process. Little 'E' even had a stroke of her silky fur. Momma said it felt like her heart was about to pound out of her chest, but a few quiet minutes with a cat minded small person and she was won over... brave LilliLongLegs and a very kind Little 'E'!

KS =^..^=

Yesterday there was a delivery from the USA.  Really, Rockville to be exact!  Aunty Kristen and the little Salmons packaged up some amazing and unique gifts especially for us.  There were green beans for Lillibet, which of course she loves and in the summer Momma must be reminded to freeze even more bean strings to take Lillibet through the winter months as she is continually after 'vegetables on the chopping board'. None, I hasten to add, even resemble fresh green beans.  I have my suspicions that it's really the peeler that sets her mind a jangling!  So, she is has been kitted out with substitute winter beans for her enjoyment.

Faith received a set of centipedes and we all know how when she was a baby she use to bring all sorts of bugs and leaves into the house as 'gifts' for Momma.  I feel this is going to continue this year now that she has had the Neuter-UM chip.  Well, already she is back to her old funny self, carrying around her toys and squeaking all and sundry at everyone.  I mean, who can understand her chatterings with a bright orange centipede hanging from her mouth?  I could also say that there has 'been' a little 'bean' frenzie since they arrived and it sent Faith into crazy antics and she didn't stop running around the house for hours.  

I, on the other hand, was sent the most darling of mouses and what can only be described as a kidney.  Momma said it was a heart, but nope, it's red and looks for all the world like a kidney to me.  Because I didn't feel up to playing with the mousie, Momma made me wear it for the photographs.  I am not amused by this and as much as the CatWomen tried to get me to play... I just felt a little grumpy.  Well, a lad can have a day off right? And anyway, when everyones backs were turned, not and hour later, I did take that mousie and gave it a good Thwakking behind the fridge for grinning so much!  ManSlave said I was just being spoiled because the kidney wasn't edible... but it did smell jolly nice of catmint!

We are very lucky kitties and so spoiled really... We are still reeling from all the toys that arrived at Christmas from Aunty Penny and the 4 'E's. Lillibet was ecstatic, because only a week before her squeaker Mousie had died and here was a brand new one for her to play with.  It was the only thing which really floated her boat.  Faith loved the paper and has a new crinkle ball and boy was she happy with that and still runs around the house with it in her mouth calling Lillibet to play - only to not to really want to share it... but kinda does, kinda doesn't.  Me - well, I am more of a vallarian connoisseur!  I like it when my back legs stay grounded and my head sort of falls on the floor and my front legs go akimbo, a bit of racing around and that's me done!  

Not only did we get all this, but from Aunty Carly and the fluff monsters, there was a Frenzie bird toy on our arrival home from our Xmas adventures. Well, that set the cat among the pigeons... Lillibet was hooked and has turned into a growling flying frenzied fiend. I, for one, am steering clear of that little whirlwind for awhile - she can't half twist & shout! 

KS =^..^=

PS. It's a full on post today, because we have friends all over the World feeling sad, poorly and some are in hospital right now and we wanted to cheer everyone up.  Thinking of each and every one of you.
Lots of love from the Maystar Pride

There has been serious amounts of pinching and punching going on in this house today. Not a few minutes past midnight, after the kissing stuff 'YUCK', there was the fight to be the first to be pinch someone and shout 'White Rabbit, White Rabbit - no returns'.  Momma got first dibs on ManSlave, he gave her a lovely kiss and she pinched and punched him right there and then! He was furious as he has held the record for 17 months in a row now of getting Momma just as she opens her eyes on the first of every month... traditions!

I have to say that Lillibet gave me a particularly large pinch this morning and I took it upon my self to punch her right back, I thwaked her good and proper, but she laid into me and I had to be rescued my Momma.  She is becoming a little devil for taking things literally. Yesterday, she beat up her mother. You just wouldn't warrant her tenacity for the whole thwakking thing. ManSlave was pairing socks and she attacked his hands, where he was putting socks the right way around, she just pounced and bit into his sock covered flesh.  Remind me never to wear socks!

Faith of course, stayed out of the proceedings and tried not to be involved.  She ran around the house squeaking 'White Rabbit, White Rabbit'. Not that it did her any good... She got pinched on the bum by me.... well, she does have a cute little butt!

KS =^..^=

It was a super long drive to have a Christmas break and one that made a few of us a bit peeky, namely Faith, who manage to be sick in Momma's boot and handbag, not to mention all over the front of ManSlaves car. Poor Lillibet was in the footwell at this point and had a fair share of flying biscuits all over her... she was NOT amused and hasn't been in the footwell since!  Besides the traumatic beginning of a five hour journey, we fared pretty well and were ready to cause some trouble at dinnertimes, present opening and luncheons...

At first, Faith was really unsure about visiting the Grand Mews in Wales and Aunty Jobo, but once she realised where she was, she was happy to race about and fill her memory banks of when she was 9 months old and she had her first Christmas there. Unfortunately, Lillibet was a bit clingy, so Faith beat her about the head a few times and was mighty grumbly for a few days.  Now familiar with her surroundings, she tried to climb onto kitchen surfaces and tablecloths to see out of the high windows... After this little debacle, we were somewhat banned from the kitchen. "It's not like home" she kept saying as the Parentals lifted her down for the umpteenth time to rescue the table cloth from Litter feet!

Lillibet, once settled, became so bold.  She was enjoying the freedom of running from one end of the bungalow to the other and you could hear her little bell tinkling on her collar.  Personally, I think it was this she was trying to get away from. There was a super chair that was brand new and never a claw had stuck it!  This, of course, was Lillibets favourite chair.  It was by the window and looked out over the fields.  She was told to get off copious amounts by various humans, but she is stubborn and just turned her back on waving hankies and prodding!  She climbed onto the dining table at one point to see what folks were having for breakfast, she was pushed away, which made her go all stiff and she went to raise a paw at the offending human, only to be stared at by Momma.... she got down muttering "But I didn't do anything, I was just making sure the milk was fresh".


Of course, the second my feet hit Welsh soil, I knew where I was. Although, due to the long travel, I was a little off my usual colour. Not that it stopped me from eating my noms, but it did render me bed bound for a day.  I am getting older now and all the stress of thinking we might be left behind this time, took it's toll! Once up and about, I did make myself useful and checked out all of the warm spots in the house and showed them to the CatWomen.  I even got a small run outside in the fresh air. I like that, quite invigorating to nip hither and thither under your own esteem.  Problem is, I wanted the freedom all of the time and kept on and on, until someone took me out for a wander.  There is only one place the humans have 'allowed' me to sit up high and this is by the backdoor. It's a compromise as it's a no cat policy in the kitchen, but I have been coming here for a few years now that I have ground them down into accepting this small area as mine. They are such kind folks and really, we are so determined, it must be quite a drain on their patience.

All in all, we had a super time.  It was fun and a little different being in such a big house with so many nooks and crannies to explore.  The CatWomen loved to dash about under the furniture and along the narrow windowsills. I am not sure if we will be invited back again though? I think three of us bending humans to our will was quite enough for some Grandmews.  We are well behaved, in a naughty sort of way!  


KS =^..^=

It's Lillibets second Christmas and we thought she may take on some of the traits of her siblings in Ireland, trashing the 'KissMouse' tree, but no.  She is an Angel and with all of the big scratch posts and toys, she really isn't bothered about a tree covered in delectable decorations. Although, this year, Momma didn't hang the pretty icicles that dangle, so maybe that was the reason.  Whatever the reason, it's very relaxing to know that we all just lounge on the sofa on the warm heated blankies and watch the lights twinkle.

That was all before Momma dressed us up in our Christmas outfits.  This is not usual, but this year we have been out and about visiting friends and each of us had had little coats to keep us warm in the Winter breezes. The CatWomen actually don't mind theirs so much (contrary to the image above) and they can still race around the house at full tilt wearing their jackets. Faith is the only one with real PJ's but still gets chilly and Lillibet and I are virtually starkers... I can't honestly believe it has happened, but how else do we keep snuggly at other peoples houses when their heating is not as hot as ours? And we do love a good snoops around!

I don't wear a coat, It renders me totally immobile. I refuse to walk and make out my legs are made of jelly.  I can however, walk quite naturally if there is a bowl of food waiting for me at the other end of the house and then, remarkably, I can run and everything! So instead, I have a thin thermal T shirt and because of that I have had a Santa hat plonked on my head to get me into the festive spirit. Festive Spirit, I shall give them Festive Spirit alright!  Ho Ho Ho.... bah Humbug!

KS =^..^=  

 

Every Morning is the same... The ManSlave and CatWomen banter in the bathroom!  It goes something like this...

Lillibet "Squeak"
ManSlave "I know what you want"
Lillibet "Squeaaaaaak"
ManSlave "I have to shave first"
Lillibet "Squeaaaak"
ManSLave "Ow!"
Lillibet has hitched herself to his hip and is climbing the towel!
ManSlave "you are gonna slip, Ow, yep, OW..EEEK, OW..."
Lillibet now sitting on the side of the sink helping with shaving, having climbed full length of ManSlaves towel.
ManSlave "Do you want to pull the plug Lillibet" 
Lillibet "Squeeeeeeeeak" (her voice is going) 
There is excitement now and Faith gets down from the radiator with a thud on the loo seat and gets into the shower tray.
ManSlave "Ok, this is it, waters coming Faith"
Faith "Mep mep"
Lillibet "Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak"
You hear the plug being pulled, Lillibet is on the loo seat (you can hear it moving) Faith is in the shower tray... gurgle gurgle gurgle... the water is running up through the plug hole in the shower and down the plug hole in the sink.  Both girls are ecstatic. Faith picks out the plug hole cover and carries it into the bedroom and leaves it just outside the door.  Lillibet is now after a treat.
ManSlave "Come on then, dreamies time - who wants a dreamies?"
Faith and Lillibet squeak in unison (it's deafening), Lillibet runs to the stool and Faith to the bed and they both balance like Meercats waiting for their treat.
ManSlave "Right, there you go.  Good girls, pretty beautiful girls"
He finishes with their snax and heads back into the bathroom, stepping onto the discarded plug cover.
ManSlave "Those blinkin' cats, you are all a pain in the arse!"

He loves us really!

KS =^..^= 

It's the time of year when the Parentals traipse around the countryside delivering Christmas cheer and hopefully pick us up a turkey from some far fetched free range farm... but this year year on their trip to Wales, they brought back tails of a Seagull?  We were unimpressed with the lack of food they brought back from their short trip and there we were, slavering and waiting for them, to have nothing placed in our paws.  YAWP!


We had been left with Uncle Paul as they were doing a long haul visiting trip and it was cold, so better that we didn't go.  I am not so sure.  At our end we ha our noms weighed out and presented in the usual style and nothing extra.  There is no fooling Uncle Paul, he follows everything 'to the letter' and no deviating.  This is of course, just what the Parentals want for us, but of course, Uncle Paul gives us our four meals a day in two meals a day.  It's feast or famine around here and whilst you are eating double portions at breakfast and dinner, the hunger center inside you still dictates that you are due two further meals.


Well, the CatWomen had it sussed. They decided between them that they would rather eat on the table out of Uncle Paul's hand instead of their dinner boxes.  They really played him like a fiddle and he lapped it up, giving each one their biscuits in turn.  ::Shakes head::  When Momma got back and did night time Noms, the CatWomen sat on the table shouting that they were not getting the same treatment as they had for two days. Needless to say, heartless Momma let them starve and my morning, fading away and with their final breaths, they crawled into their dinner boxes and ate the whole bowl and licked it out! Momma will never be played for a fiddle - mores the pitty!


KS =^..^= 

It's been so busy around here and I for one have decided that keeping out of the way is possibly the best thing to do.  It's been year end week and for some reason this entails Momma being chained to the office desk from dawn till dusk and sometimes back into dawn again.  I have never been the type of Office Cat to stay the distance, I much prefer the comfort of the bed in the kitten room, it is soft and warm.  You would think that the CatWomen would opt for a soft bed and the warmth of the heated pods, but no, they stay on a Year End Vigil, right there on the desk.  Faith was there the longest and she opts for the same space each time, just near the Chinese pen box and behind the stapler.  Lillibet takes a more direct approach and likes to sit on the working accounts to make it known that she is THERE!  This, for some reason, is OK with Momma, as if she sits in between the turning pages, it kind works. 

The only thing is, when the CatWomen help, they do tend to make the most of their own office techniques and this consists of hole punching and shredding.  This is acceptable on most items in the office as receipts and invoices won't really be seen by any one other than the Parentals and James the Accountant.  But every one draws the line at letters leaving the house or court documents, these are a definite no no.  Faith is the shredder and Lillibet the hole puncher, so it's easy to say who has done what, just like the reconciling marks Momma puts on the figures!  James the Accountant is a good fellow, he puts up with alot of, shall we say, cat eaten corners on 90% of the incoming documents.  There is no good trying to stop them both would be daft, it's their way of helping and that's what makes our office unique to most home offices around.  It would be dull if Momma shut the door and locked us out, who would we pester at lunch noms time and dinner noms time and occasionally late supper time? 
KS =^..^=  

Do you see what they have done, these naughty CatWomen? They have single pawed unraveled the loo roll in the en-suite.  They are just so naughty and really it's all Faith's doing, she is the paper shredder in the house and is teaching her daughter all these naughty habits.

Faith had been squeaking and creating in there for ages and when Momma came in to see what all the noise was about she promptly jumped onto the radiator, with loo roll attached to her claws and pretended it wasn't her, but Lillibet, that had done all of the damage.  She has that look of... who me?  But the little piece of paper on her head gave it all away.

Between her and Lillibet they shred more paper than the mechanical one in the Maystar Office. The pair of them hole punch and shred paper, card and anything else they can get their paws on. No letter, envelope, package, loo roll or polly roll safe in our home.  Just the other day Momma found Lillibet had hole punched the Court Papers for a tenant and Faith had chewed the corners from a Soliciors document, not to mention how they help ManSlave with the Sunday papers.

I have never done anything like this, I don't see the point in munching stuff that has little calorific content, I would rather raid the fridge or the bin, both of which are locked, but I am teaching myself lock picking, but Momma keeps trimming my claws.

KS =^..^=