Here we are, lounging about after filling our boots with copious amounts of Turkey.  I sat, proud oven watcher, all Xmas morning. I stalked that big bronze beast all the way from fridge to plate including the long thaw outside at one point beating Magnus into a retreat, "It's MINE." I spat.  I could hardly contain myself after the first taste and have harassed ManSlave at every opportunity for a nibble of the white stuff.  At one point I literally climbed all over him and thwakked his hand with my paw until he dropped a tiny bit which I gobbled up like a rabid feline.  Momma then put her paw down and said "Oi, Vik-A-Tori, nuffs nuff love."  I had been told, that was the fun over. Well, until she wasn't around and I had ManSlave dancing about with his arm in the air and me balanced precariously on his shoulder trying to reach a slice. Quite the symbiotic partnership. I am the Devil & him the horse as I beat his hand for sausage and bacon. I give him another kick around the ears - Gawd darn it - JUST DROP THE THING ALREADY ALREADY!

Robyn, Filly and SaBreena had a wonderful time playing with a big green mouse hut adventure toy. It dashed in and out and Robyn bit onto it's tiny body as she preempted it's peepo. She enthusiastically dragged it about the room, it's squeaking driving her bonkers and was pulling away and batting anyone who tried to pinch it.  Robyn poked her feet in and out of the holes and never mastered the fine details of the capture and skipped off to chase a spring.  SaBreena, once left alone with it, was transfixed by the motion, never seeming to pounce, then after a few minutes, she had a pattern in her minds eye and bang - mousie was captured and somewhat devoured, then the machine whisked it away and out of her mouth it flew in the opposite direction, making good it's escape right into the jaws of Robyn!

The floor is still covered in paper three days later.  It's the best time a cat can have, all that rustling and crinkling.  We dash in and out, through and under, up and over, pouncing and stalking each other.  What fun there is to be had with such simplicity.  In amongst the paper there are little fishies that are stuffed with the nip.  GrandMewMew out did her self this year with that little lot! Robyn, Pearl, SaBreena, Flaire and I had an explosive time kicking and biting those fish.  I had a kipper that was so wonderful to give a beating to.  Pearl chose a bright orange carp and off she went for big smooches on it's fat lips.  Flaire had a tiny sardine that just fitted between her paws and Robyn chose a giant trout that she carried up and down the stairs.  Momma said it was like a fishmongers without the smell!  

Filly, Ikon and Magnus were fascinated with the Flutterby Toy Santa brought us. I had a good thrash at it, but Magnus was sent dizzzy chasing it round and around.  Silly sausage made himself a tad dizzy and lay there in a Flutterby stupor swaying just a little. Momma put out the new blankies Jaz and Jamie brought them, they are very smart and warm. Lillibet got one too and has snuggled underneath it and not been seen since.  Faith has taken the opportunity to relax on Momma at every second of her sitting down and proudly wearing her adventurine collar. It is rather pretty.  Some of the really lovely and special gifts from Ireland broke in the post.  They were so adorable too, little bowls and sweet jug and teapot. I guess all they might hold now is 'holey' water.  Pfft. 

Today is a day to get up and check on the storm damage and to be fair, there is nothing much to report.  The odd piece of wood has moved and bits blown about in the garden.  Most of it was put away last night and the side gate firmly shut and the girls brought in from Al-CAT-Raz, just in case it lost it's roof. Magnus and Ikon slept right through the wind and rain all protected in their toasty house.  They come in for a few hours every day but us CatWomen mustn't be in the kitchen with them for long as Magnus starts to get his jolly on with Filly and she beats him up totally not interested.  She is a minor and just wants to play. Robyn is too transfixed by toys to be lured by his advances and he spends the entire time just sitting quietly staring at her.   He will get his turn soon.  Ikon has no interest in such matters and gives Filly as good as she gives. They do play well. 

SaBreena is growing and her belly swelling.  She is now about to embark on her third trimester tomorrow and this is when the fun begins and where she really comes into her own.  She has access to the kitten room any time through the cat flap and can lay and eat and scratch about in the bedding and make nests.  It is a daunting prospect and we are both looking forward to it and dreading it in equal measure.   There are more than fifty enquiries about kittens and over 200 that Momma has disregarded totally as unsuitable. Plus, she will only have a small number in there and there are serious folks waiting. 

Right, that's me done, I am off to the kitchen, I can hear that the boys have had their time out and heading back to The House of Fun until later.  So I shall go and check out the luncheon situation as we are sure to get a nibble of day three turkey.  I love Christmas - Turkey EVERYDAY.  What lucky pussers we all are. You can hold the veg though. Don't need any greenery ta everso. You can keep your brussles and your cabbage in favour of a sausage or two... And anyway, Vegetables are so poorly treated, it is a terrible thing, grown int he wild and yanked from their beds to live in tiny boxes and the refrigerated until they can't run away.  It's apaw show that!  These vegans are all very well with their nuts n stuff, but for me, it's Turkey! 

​Gobble Gobble from your Queen Vee =^..^=

There has been much in the way of Office catting this week and I have played a very prominent part in that role. I have been chief trimmer and cutter whilst Momma the designer.  We have worked in happy companionship as I am the only one to be trusted with all the ribbons and cutting tools.  I know my job - stay out of the way!  I sleep happily over the heating pipes under the carpet and keep her company.  Occasionally, SaBreena and Filly will visit and liven up the place a bit.  That Fillycat is bonkers, she slithers around Momma's shoulders and onto her head, purring and chirping away. Quite the clown - more than me!  Lillibet and Faith have chosen that the Office is too busy and taken to sleeping on top of the fridge.  This is good news for Lillibet, feeling happier to leave the safety of there as well as with Tyga, her nemesis, leaving home has given Lillibet freedom to walk around the house and not be attacked.  The same goes for Flaire and Pearl.  Although, Pearl is trying to take a dominant role by pasting Robyn and chasing SaBreena and Flaire is backing her up.  Robyn, small and mighty, can can fight back and has quite the growl on her.  Pearl peed in SaBreena's kitten room bed, Momma was furious.  She is banished now and both the vile dirty girls will end up in Al-CATraz if they are not careful.  ​Bad bad kitties... Shhh...don't tell anyone, but  I did pee too!

SaBreena and Magnus did make babies after all and she has pinked up very nicely and is quite formidable should any of us pounce on her.  She has turned from a crazy outside roaming Squirrel huntress to an indoor sleeping queen.  Exposing her belly to anyone that wants to kiss it.   Magnus is very excited at being a potential father and can not wait to play with his kids and Ikon will be ecstatic as a Grand Dad.  Flaire not so much, she dislikes other cats kittens, well, she hates everyone full stop!  We hope SaBreena grows and makes those babies flourish. She is eating well and gaining a tiny tummy with bright pink nips.  We estimate babies in late January. 

We have little updates from Tyga and a few pictures.  Just a week on and already she has settled well and Scarlett, who is 12yrs old, has taken her under her wing. Each night she goes up to bed with Scarlett and pads away 'making bread' on her tummy and the blankets, then snuggles down to sleep in her arms. Her new Mum, Hayley,  quotes "She is absolutely adorable, we all love her to bits!"  Her Son, Ethan, fell asleep on the sofa stroking Tyga and she just lay her head on his leg and fell asleep too.  It is so wonderful that she has a one on one home to cater for her overly loving nature.  It makes it much easier to know she has so many people to love her and be with her at different times of the day.  Luckily, she is a well trained Office Junior and willingly helps to sort the filing and do some extra hole punching of the important documents.   Who would't love my precious Daughter?  She is just the softest and most beautiful girl, But I am biased! 

I had me a little wee again on the carpet, I knew it was wrong, but my bladder feels tickly. Momma cleaned it up before ManSlave saw it and then blamed the next one on Ikon.  Baahaa. Momma does protect me so well.  She understands my predicament and immediately gave me special tablets to help me feel better.  I think I may have to go and see Vet Hannah again tomorrow as there is definitely something not right inside me and I have had at least three breathing attacks.  It is very frustrating. 

​Ikon's eye has recovered from it's crash bang and whollop.  He has mended really well and taken the stinging eye drops in his stride, with only once getting a bit angry.  Momma gave him some oral Metacam and tried again a few hours later and he was much happier with that.  He is such a  Drama queen that one.  Thinks like a red head, fire and brimstone then thinks after he has acted and goes all daft and silly.  The news from the vet on his second visit was all great news and his eye won't have any lasting damage.  He is one lucky boy. He has a final check tomorrow as he is still squinting sometimes!

Yesterday, Momma went to see Grand Mew Mew because she had a poorly bladder like me. They swapped a few gifts and it looks like we are getting some snazzy gifts for ourselves. We have been treated right royally by Momma's Sistfurrs.  We can't wait to play with everything, it all looks amazing.  THEN, there was a HUGE package from Jaz & Jamie all the way from Ireland.  We will open it up really soon and put the prezzies under the tree.  There are 10 of them!  So many!!  Last Xmas, Ikon piddled on Momma's gift, so this year, he can have pants on!  

I am off now to check out the bright lights of the oven. Today keeping warm in there is a shoulder of lamb. My fave.  The light in the new oven makes it all such a wonderment and I can sit for hours just warming my face and filling my SAD quota for daylight from it's rays.

Off I pop.... Season's Greetings to youz all.
Your Queen Vee  =^..^=

It has been another busy week, dishing out Xmas cards and getting things in the post ready to go under people's trees.  Of course, I helped write every card and licked every envelope - it's ok, we are COVID free!  Unfortunately, Momma didn't order enough cards, so some of last years were posted instead... oops!  

The street has gotten all excited at it being December.  We have been watching all the neighbours putting out their lights and decorating their trees in their gardens. It looks very festive if not terribly early.  ManSlave said it would be OK to put our outdoor lights along the roofline top and bottom so that we can glow and shine and make our neighbourhood happy.  The kissmouse tree won't go up for a little while yet and we don't open any cards either until the tree goes up - All those envelopes will be exciting to dash about in. 

This week has seen ups and downs with a few changes for us all.  After the Year end was finally done, Momma rewarded us with a new wooden scratch post.  Our older one is still really good but just a little tatty for the house.  We have a shorter, but wider one, with two big beds and a hammock.  It will be safer for the babies when and if any arrive.  It took me just an hour to bagsy the top bunk and I have a neat ensuite cataloo just off to the left for those early morning tinkles. 

The older post has been moved out to the House of Fun for the boycats.  Ikon and Magnus like to sleep snuggled up together​ and now have extra beds to also get away from one another should they need that too.  They have been very funny when Momma goes out early mornings to clean them out.  She opens the doors and they race in and out come rain or shine, jumping and sliding through the tunnels.  They make the most of the toys before they are put away for the day.  They lay on wet paving stalking birds and then run in at full speed and slide all over the floors with wet feet, yawping and yipping they turn tail, slipping on their butts and they run like cartoon characters trying to gain leverage.  Momma laughs at them as she skips out the litter trays and then has to wash the floors all over again!  Ikon runs so fast on his wheel and is looking more svelte than his sedentary summer lifestyle shape.  

Some of the girls have been over to the HOF to play on the wheel and on Monday, SaBreena was happily watching the Horrible Horraces feeding when Magnus stalked her and chased her relentlessly around where on the highest shelf he pushed her off and there she hung from one single claw dangling in mid air and then her nail ripped out of it's casing and down she tumbled, blood everywhere and him still trying to grab her and she was beating him with the now soggy blood drenched paw all over his cream coat.  When Momma finally caught them both she wasn't quite sure who was bleeding at first.  A quick check of both cats revealed the poor paw!  Rinsed in Leucillin to try and stop any infection.  Despite washing the paw all Monday and Tuesday it started to smell and get a pus build up behind the nail bed, so Momma started her on antibiotics then.  Now at the end of the week and we are making headway with it's recovery. ​ Momma has to make sure she has used the litter tray before she soaks that paw as the first few times she nipped for a wee and came out with a clay boot on!  Sigh...who does that?