It has been a very dull week here with the Parentals working hard and not much has gone on here in relation to amusing events.  It has rained hard and the kittens have played hard in the weather.  Even though it is soaking wet, there they are, outside, being blasted and battered by the rain.  they are hardy little souls.  SaBreena's coat is all thick and madly wavy and curly, wind swept really!  Her half sister and my grand daughter, Robyn, flies about like a bird that she is named after, light as a feather and just as agile in flight as on the ground.  The two of them together, hold onto the bars of the CatPod, bodies almost horizontal with the high winds of storm Ciara.  All the time, they just stay outside in all weather conditions and in the evening, they are called in and towel dried.  Magnus is not as adventurous as the girls who just want to hunt all day.  He prefers to take a hammock and lay there watching the antics of the mini CatWomen or just taking in a long sleep, back to the weather.  He too comes in damp and windswept.  His coat, along with Robyn's, is a more traditional deep ripple like mine.

Horrible Horrace and his family are driving ManSlave crazy mad.  They have stolen over two tons of blue slate.  It is inconceivable really watching them steal and stash a piece every few minutes and now the family is up to fourteen glossy well fed rodents.  They also eat copious amounts of sunflower seeds and peanuts.  They are the very best kept squirrels in the Midlands!  They don't seem to hibernate any more either, they have no need.  They climb to their dreys on wet days where they are snug and warm under a slate roof no doubt!  Tyga nearly got her paws on a youngster, it ran up the side of the CatPod and she wrapped her paws around it's middle.  She was frantic for hours afterwards and the baby squirrel takes a wide berth around the wire. 

More news has come in too about sweet Gracie, ESPERANZA ANNE OF MAYSTAR, who is our foundation queen, Flaire & Viktori's Mum.  She is very well and happy up in Scotland and enjoying life with Granny and the Walker family.  I think Granny has enjoyed her company during lock down with C-19.  She and Konran have formed a good solid relationship now which was slow growing due to the little fella's allergy to her. He persevered and enjoys her company, without touching.  

New in from Flairelings 2020 & Tygaling 2019, Teddy, MAYSTAREX EARL-OF-ARRAN & Buddy, MAYSTAREX LORD RHYS.  They are just hooked to each other twenty four seven unless cuddling their Mum and making her feel loved after a heavy day at work, where they help with zoom calls and giving her abundance of love and cuddles.  They are so very happy and quite different with Teddy being a bit naughty and funny and Buddy a more chilled gentle boy.  They always say that opposites attract!

Another sweet update from the delicious Bruno, MAYSTAREX LORD ERSKINE, and his Mummy Dr Anna, who is an Social Anthropology scholar and lecturer.  She and Bruno have such an affinity together, he is part of her skin and he loves her completely.  He is also including himself into zoom calls and online lectures which I am sure the students are enjoying.  After his tummy upset, he has been watched like a hawk in the garden in case he munches something he shouldn't, just like the beautiful Orchid with extra pretty and very tasty grass that I ate!  sigh.  We can't help it! Everything tastes lovely.  And Ikon's children seem to have picked up his munching habits. 

In honesty, Momma gets updates regularly from most of the kittens who have left home.  Lots of news always from the Brown family about their three girls, Astrid MAYSTAREX MAIDOV NORWAY, Floki MAYSTAREX COUNTESS ARRAN & Freya MAYSTAREX PRINCESS BATTENBURG.  Freya is a pure white girl and often Momma gets a text that she is yet again being naughty and is called the 'little fooker'.  Just recently she has learned to climb the doors - just why asks Russ Brown?  Then Astrid is always vanishing and a big search ensues where she is usually found on a shelf somewhere.  Then the reports of the very well behaved, well adjusted Floki who is Flaire's Sister. 

I feel you have had enough updates for one day.  I don't want to tell you about every Maystar cat out there in one day, especially as this blog is all about me really!  Just a quicky update on my royal self, I have been on this special diet which still makes my skin rather sore under my legs and it won't be long now to see if I can slowly go back to a food that doesn't make me so itchy as it doesn't all go to my skin, it goes inside too and upsets my tummy and my throat is a bit closey shutty and I keep having slight problems a few times a week.  Mostly when Ikon jumps on me and I gasp with fright then that in turn causes a flick flacking moment.  Momma dare not leave me.  I have access to the kitten room through the catflap and often he chases me to it or waits outside to whack me.  I hear he will soon be spending a little time outside soon because he is so bully boy and us CatWomen are getting a bit frayed with his antics. I have a further week of tablets, paste, this food and my Atopica.  I sneak about on my belly in front of Momma as she slowly catches me up and I am subjected to the nasty stuff.  At least the amount of tablets for my wee reduction have reduced.  Momma tries her best and sucks up some honey water with the nasty tasting Atopica liquid.  It stops me gagging and then mixes the tablet contents with the paste for a one off entry system.  It's still vile - I can't look at her for at least an hour, then I forget and rumble out a purr before bedtime, then get in for a cuddle and kisses and she reads to me. 

Today is sunny and bright, it is a definite day for bird watching.  Not just the feathered kind but the plucked kind too with a cracking freerange Red Leicester chook.  Although, it is rather heartbreaking that we can't have any of it.  Doesn't stop us begging like crazy as it's being served.  We will be pacified with dried ducky treats instead.  bothered?  Not really, anything is better than nothing I h=guess and it's like eating the smell!

With much bowing and scraping this bank holiday to all you serfs.  Your Queen of Queens - Queen Vee =^..^=

This week has been really boring compared to the last few weeks.  Although, Momma is very annoyed at all the piddling that has taken place so most of the doors in the house have been kept closed and we only have access to the landing, hallway, kitchen and the great outdoors via the CatPod and the House of Fun. Lillibet & Faith have been cooped up in the office at night to give them a break from calling CatWomen. Tyga and I do have access to the kitten room via the catflap, so it's not all bad as I recover and have somewhere quiet to rest and recover. Also, the Parentals have been exceptionally busy and not at home at all during the day.  This has been a great time for the established CatWomen to piddle endlessly anywhere.  So, lock down it is until they stop!  I did have a pee on the worktop, I had a bad day, what can I say!

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?

Each morning or evening before Momma goes to work, she has been making bits and bobs to go onto the new kitten pen construction. There have been doors to stain and cover as well as handles to put on and things to saw and make fit in unusual places. It is looking very interesting and unique. There has been much pressing of material and making of bedding too.  It is great being allowed in to help and it's great to feel better and want to help out too, especially sawing.  Ikon likes to explore all the nooks and crannies, hence why Momma is desperately making doors to lock him out before he piddles on everything.  He also trashes everything Momma has made and is trying to try glues and things and he is there knocking everything over or standing on things he shouldn't.  He never lasts long, where as I am a total angel and I guess it's not as interesting as I have watched it all being made. ​

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 =^..^= 

IThe week began in an ordinary way, Sunday rolled into Monday and all was well until Monday night when I had my last meal of the day and in honesty, it nearly was my last meal!  Frustratingly, after many a dark day in my youth and heavy medication at a tiny age to save my life, my Vet feels that I have formed allergies from their use.  The allergies are quite serious and stop me breathing on several occasions but never as much as this night.  My new Vet Hannah suggested that, due to being on Atopica,, I could try some special food for my Struvite bladder crystals.  Unfortunately, what is on the market all has animal derivatives in, which means any meat to make up the content of protein. There I was happily having my late meal ready for going under sedation the next morning for scans and all tucked into bed when I felt the familiar dread of throaty closey!  I jumped from the bed, luckily I sleep with Momma, so she was out of bed and holding my head up as I flick flacked about, gasping. Then a funny thing happened, I kinda passed out.  I don't remember the middle bit but I woke up with Momma's face all worried and a mask over my sniffer with lovely sweet smelling oxygen being sifted through my nostrils like a spring day.  Then a really disgusting thing happened, Momma spat into my mouth a chewed up pill of antihistamine and followed it by water, mouth to mouth like a baby bird to help me swallow it fast and then the mask again and I lay there, in her lap whilst  shed a few tears of relief and I breathed and could feel my heart beat beginning to normalise. 

I was taken to the vets in the morning as agreed and they looked after me very well, although, I was very scared and quiet.  Luckily, they only found sludge in my bladder which is so much easier to treat (unless you have food allergies).  I was sent home with lots of new medications to make me feel brighter and after three days I began to feel a bit better, enough to watch squirrels in the CatPod and to day four where, for the first time in a month, I picked up Wiggly Worm and dragged him down stairs singing my Wiggly Worm song and laid him at ManSlave's brightly socked feet to play.  See what the right food and some heavy duty pain killers can do for a girl?  There is one last mention on the cat widdle front is that there has been much piddling and whilst I was away for the entire day - it still went on - So, I would like to thwak Lillibet around her bottom for piddling in the lounge chair and it wasn't me and to Pearl who piddled in the kitten room and I wasn't there and to Flaire who piddled on the cat wheel and I wasn't there..  Between the piddling and the puking this week - Momma about had enough of all of us!

During my off days there was much thieving of fish fingers from plates by the youngsters.  Not having really tried fish finger before, Robyn was a bit unsure until she tried it then she was like a devil Rex.  Magnus Rex was glad of it as he had munched a tiny piece of plastic which began a puking session that lasted two days.  He hadn't then eaten for thirty six hours and fish finger was a welcome beginning.  I think the poor mite was scared to eat another thing!  Luckily, the plastic came up last and with the heat of the day and loss of valuable electrolytes, he was a bit flat out all the next day too.  Momma, of course monitored him and gave him fluids throughout as well as all night and by morning two he was brighter.  He was back being helpy with all things kitten room renovation, managing the stapler and theft of pencils. ​

Starting the week with Lillibet charming Momma each morning to get a spoonful of Oat milk from her bowl of cereal.  It's a daily occurrence where she sits on the bedside table and places her paw on Momma's spoon arm and stares into her face and with a gentle mew presses her want home. Every spoonful is a challenge with a jolting movement from bowl to mouth.  Lillibet mewling and flapping her long licker about  in desperate hope of catching a drip. She is finally rewarded with a spoonful left in the bowl and licks it happily chinking the spoon as she washes the bowl clean. 

There have been some changes to the kitten room this week with some redecorating and bed moving. Of course, everyone was helpy.  Hiding under the bed and into the draws and onto the shelves.  At one point, there was a UPVC sheet placed on the draws and Flaire jumped onto the top, tipped it forwards and ended up surfing very dramatically down to the floor.  She held her placement on the board well, skirting backwards as it slid to the ground and finally it hit the blue carpet like a backwash and she didn't even have to bail, but flattened her body down as it came to a halt in the seafoam where she dismounted in a very professional way.  We were all amazed and half expected her to thrust the board under her armpit, climb the draws and repeat the amazing feat.  We did all laugh so much and she loved that, strutting her stuff and poofing out her Baywatch chest, hitching up her cozzy, walking away, shaking one back leg, trying not to make a drama that it was giving her a camel toe!

After a little decorating and stripping of the kitten room and the kitten pen has been stored for the time being as there is a new pen being constructed in Momma's head. But first there is real work to be done with banging and stapling. So much work, so little time Momma says!  I have tried to be useful but again I feel off and feel a bit rough, so Momma booked me in to see vet Hannah on Wednesday.  I was knocked out this time as I peed a giant pee on the main bed and it looked very wrong indeed. With being knocked out, Vet Hannah stuck a giant needle into my bladder and sent my sample off with a courier to get it tested quickly.  On Friday evening the results were in that I am poorly after all and have Struvite crystals in my bladder and I can tell you IT HURTS REAL BAD!!!  I now have to wait until Tuesday to go and be scanned and Xrayed so more drowsy stuff. And, in case I also need to have things removed or flushed out, I have to be starved too.  I hope they hurry because it is really sore and all night in with Momma and ManSlave I am very wriggly and bite my flanks despite the painkillers.  I just want to lay on Momma all night or go for long wash on ManSlaves pillow, which I know annoys him and I wash right next to his lughole! 

Even though I am very peeky and a bit narky with the babies, I have still enjoyed mooching about in the warmth of the sun and love watching the babies race about chasing bugs and butterflies.  Very unfortunately for a small Dunnock, who was hopping along happily and hopped right into the House of Fun and it was curtains for him.  Ikon mashed him quickly and I stole the little body from Ikon, leaving him and his Son, Magnus, to play with tail feathers.  I skipped across the sky bridge and down the other side, cradling the warm body in my jaws and presented him to Momma with a flourish.  Momma went to collect him up and make sure he was out of pain, but I hadn't finished yet, so snatched him up, trotting into the kitchen and laid him in the rocking chair toy as though presenting him on an alter. Then Robyn caught the scent and together with SaBreena they stripped him naked without touching his skin.  That whole experience exhausted me and I slept for most of the afternoon, leaving the RoboVac to tidy up after those pesky feather stripping kittens! 

The week went so fast with warm days out in the communal garden which provides us with the opportunity to chase bugs and things.  This week was flying ant week and we really enjoyed those immensely, jumping and chasing them as they left their nest in the plant pot. I think Ikon ate too many as he was sicky after eating some.  Not surprised really, they have formic acid which is the simplest type of carboxylic acid with the chemical formula of HOOCH - oh, wait, I got that wrong, Hooch is a alcoholic drink, I think it's HCOOH, no wonder he was sick!!!!  Momma said because he was sick from eating far too many flying  formīcas he would be in great need of an 'AntAcid' so she gave him a little goat yogurt to sooth his tummy.  

On Wednesday, Momma rang the vets because I was a bit 'off' and just wasn't bouncing about being my usual happy self.  I was to see Vet Hannah this time as my lovely Vet Katie was off poorly. As usual, there was a carpark consult and I was taken in for blood tests as Hannah agreed I was pale and that my ticker has a whoosh, which was there on the last checkup and is thought to be linked to the Atopica where my immune system is being lowered with it's use.  At first, Vet Hannah rang Momma back to say they might have to snuff me with a bit of gas because I was so wriggly.  Momma explained that if you talk silly to me, I AM silly and wriggle and go all like syrup in your hands.  So Momma said to Vet Hannah she had to be firm and fair with me and say kinda sternly 'VIKTORI SIT!' - She tried it on the phone and I planted by butt down and presented my paw in a high five.  The blood was taken in seconds and I was whisked off by the nurses and Momma could hear them say "Viktori Sit, High Five." and then lots of laughter as I demonstrated my tricks. I was officially named 'Patient of the Day' and everyone loved me. Of course they did, I am pretty special.

I was sent home with a boost of vitamins to perk me up and my blood work revealed that my white blood cells were high and so was my blood urea nitrogen (BUN) was off too.  I always said I had the best BUN's in the house as Momma calls me sexy arse all the time!  This means that somewhere in my body is inflammation, which is possibly in my bladder again as I tiddled on the carpet on Thursday.  So on Saturday, Vet Hannah rang and put up some Metacam for me to take and already I am back up, racing about and enjoying ManSlaves Purrday today. ​

ManSlave got a new Robot Vacuum to tidy up out floofy bits and cat litter which creates much dust for his sensitive sniffer.  It was charging up, minding it's own business when I stood on it, well, it was warm there snuggled in it's nest.  It made me jump and zoomed forwards. I leapt back and then attacked it as I thought how very rude that it should do that.  I chased it and poked it and that brought my daughter, Tyga, and her Daughter, Robyn, to my rescue and they too jumped all over it poking it's tiny brushes.  Even Pearl had a go and later Ikon and Magnus.  We all looked very funny following it about and harassing it like a load of Mongoose with a snake.  We really do pack together in our clowder to help each other out..  ManSlave said it was the most expensive cat toy Momma had ever purchased, Oops!  We were very upset when it was sent back to charge up properly and we sat about staring at it telling it that we are in control here, not some litter sucker.  It is our job to spread the grey stuff about and I can see that the kittens will be spilling even more just to get the technology to tidy up so we can harass it some more.  Watch this space!

Enjoy your Sunday folks. ManSlave has a Tomahawk of beef for dinner. It is the lovely Simmental cows from Kenilworth Fields. Ooooh, more bones for us to chew later. 

Bow down all ye folks and bringeth joy to our ManSlave on his day of birth. From your Queen Vee. =^..^=