Besides all this creating some unease in the house, ManSlave tried to lighten the mood a tad. He said he should start a cat band. Eh? Well, it seems that you can play us like various instruments. Ikon makes the best guitar, he stands on the worktop at waist height and there he can be plucked from head to toe with a tickle under his chin whilst strumming his sides. He goes all tall and enjoys the movement and purrs the bars out. Of course, Magnus Rex wants a go at anything his Dad has done first and stands taller than Ikon now and very nearly as long. When ManSlave strums his sides, he goes all ticklish, giggly and bendy, more like a ukulele to play. I overheard him talking to Flaire, his favourite girl. He said "come here beautiful, let me play you like a guitar." She didn't like it much and replied that she was more like a delicate flute than a guitar. She sits and upturns her face with the tiny space under her nose shining pink making her very kissable. He picks her up and she is long and gentle, despite her gravelly voice hitting that lowest of B3's. Tyga was involved too and ManSlave describes her as a delicate harp that resonates with a strong purr. She is not one for plucking, she will only be strummed in a flowery light touch. I am more like one of those wash boards, stretching up to ManSlaves shoulders whilst he rubs my generous sides. .
I am not totally sure that all those instruments go together and it will be an interesting sound from three strings and a wind instrument. Especially as the Flaire the flute is only playing low notes, spitting out her tune as she sees her son, Magnus Rex, who is giggling all the way through the event. Tyga is getting frustrated and is all huff and puff and a roll her eyes as hers will be pitch purrfect of course and Ikon's guitar wants to be playing rock rather than classical music. Pearl wanted to be part of the band as she has the sweetest song to her and trills like an Alpaca, Momma's ickle Llama! She does have her very own song 'Pearl's a singer' which Momma sings to her often. Finally, I follow up with percussion washboard which is more of a jazz and skiffle sound of old time music. We are all different in personality and type, maybe an unorthodox band will suit us well after all?
It's time to get ready for a lovely Sunday where the sun is shining and hopefully some time out in the garden which we haven't really had due to the weather and the fact that the mature CatWomen are yelling a bit. Pearl has a nifty knack of climbing the cat fence and racing off to find a boyfriend. We certainly don't need any variant babies with the local tom thank you very much! And after SaBreena's escapology the week before, Momma said it's not possible to be keeping an eye on everyone all the time and she is work weary and us cats are devious! My job today is to care for the Gloucestershire old spot pork leg we have. It even has a black part on the skin, it looks very weird and a bit hairy too. ManSlave will have to get his clippers out! Being pork, we shouldn't really get any raw meat due to the worms, however, Flaire really LOVES pork so she might get a little nibble before it heads into the oven, then, once cooked we can all have a taste too.
Enjoy the final bit of sunshine today folks as I hear it is to drop to 16 degrees soon and that means donning a jacket to venture outside, brrr. Hope someone told the squirrels! Lots of love and whiskery kisses from your Queen Vee =^..^=