MUM:
Official Apology, on this Day 15th March this Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and Sixteen,
by Mum and Dad and Cato, and OK Tara too, (athough she isn't really interested)
for False Accusations and False Judgements Regarding the CatPee DogBed Polluting Incident
to Sidney Cat (Ruler of All He Surveys), of this Residence.
The Apology retracts ALL implied or stated criticisms meted out to said Feline, which are hereby unreservedly withdrawn, with no lingering doubts or
Tara: It is raining really hard! And blowing! And I didn't like going outside for my wee this morning. My knickers got damp and I RAN back inside. If I wan't such a Good Girl, I would pee on the mat just inside the cat flap. But I am good. So I won't. Unless it gets colder and wetter and horribler. So no walk today.
But on no walk days Mum usually gets down on the floor and wrestles with us for ages, and I can always beat Cato up, to relieve the BOREDOM!!!
Cato: Mum
Cato:
It was a fab sniffy walk yesterday. It made me feel much better. And I think Tara liked it too, cos she stopped pulling my tail. But then we had snow this morning.
It wasn't up to my tinkle, or anything. But it was cold. And it kept coming down and melting and coming down and melting all day.
Tara wouldn't go out in it. Of course.
We sat on the sofa watching snooker with Dad at lunchtime, cos Mum said that it would be all salty slippy slushy
Cato: She didn't whine! We both sat at the bottom of stairs while she bathroomed. Then we all went outside together, and then Mum carried us up. I don't understand wot the problem is. I just clamber into the nearest den and go to sleep. Tara seems to have a crisis about something every night. But i never know wot, or why. This time it was something to do with wanting the bed i chose. No idea why, cos i waited ages before getting in.
will it ever stop raining?
Tara: H
Mum: Dear, dear, Dad has filled in again today, so that I could stay home and work. So I missed all the fun.
However, he took the camera, and with a small amount of muttering has provided us all with this fantastic record of the adventure. As you look at them, please bear in mind that this is exactly the same park and walking route that we go on when I take the pics of weeping willow, ducks, bullrushes, swans, etc. It is SO TRUE that beauty is in the eye of the beholder!!!
They h
Cato: We had the bestest walk all week! Mum wasn't stuck sitting at her computer today, so we went out for a Pack Walk.
Pack Walks are the best, cos everyone is together, and safer, and we can all make sure we are all alright. Tara is too silly to understand this. Anyway, Dad wanted to go to the little square park again, cos last time we went we saw Meg and played with her, and he wanted to see her again. Meg is a 14 week Jack Russell puppy and I liked her a lot. Dad says she is my
Tara:
Aunties, something wrong is happening. It all started when Mum went all Dog Calming Signal Whisperer on us. It was OK to start with. I barely noticed. But now she is stopping me from bouncing on Cato. Even out on walks! She only lets me bounce when he is ENJOYING it. Wots the point of that? It should be that I can bounce when I like. Which is all the time. Not fair!
And now, he is getting all... um... confident. It is weird. I mean, look!
Here I am, splatting him
Cato:
Look Aunties! Nice Mr Postman just brought us ALL THESE!!!!
We got
More Pig's Ears coz Tara keeps stealing mine.
And Puffed Pig Snoutles which are all weird, but nice.
And Buffalo Lung stuff (Mum: actually beef lung, which they love, but it is German, so labelled buffalo)
And little bits of tummy innards called HundSpagetti (intestines). We had longer ones before, but Tara swallowed it all like a worm and made herself sick so now we only get the littl
Cato:
IT woz nice and cool all the morning, so we went out for a walk, and then it got HOT, so we didn't mind all the pics, cos it meant we could have a sit down!
Tara still managed to bounce though.
This is me busy on busyness
The park was EVER SO FULL of people.
I like meeting people, but there are some dangerous drivers! Mainly little boys on little bikes. Girls too. They look and look and look and don't stop pedalling, and it is like they can only stee
Cato:
Pack walk! It was ACE!!! And not too hot. All grey and overcast, and it started to rain just at the end, which was nice and cool.
We had a consult and decided that we needed some beach after no proper walks for DAYS, and with the Mad Joggers taking over The Big Lake Park every Saturday morning, it had to be the Dune Beach. Yay!!!
This is us setting off.
Just to the right is a BIGBIGBIG hedge of roses, with convolvulus growing through it, and hips and flowers
Tara: Mums on holiday! But I am NOT!!! Not fair!!!
We had to wait til Mum finished work yesterday before we could walk. On account of her holiday starting then. But I thought we woz going mountaining, on our hols! But she says we still have to get to the mountains, and that won't be til Saturday, so she is on hol but I am not.
But we went to Bear Woods in the Mist today, so it was OK. Damp sniffy and misty.
Cato: It was a good walk. Dad came too, and we wandered a
Cato: Oh Aunties, it was a longlonglong car drive! We had to stop three times and have a widdledrinktreat. three times! And Tara had a bit of a tizz when Dad went and got us burgers, but I was OK cos I knew he was coming back. We sat on the grass and all had burger. Although Mum and Dad's bits were huger than ours.
Then we arrived!!! It was weird. Cos nothing sniffed right. But the beach is good, and our den is good.
this is our fireplace. It is made of something called M
Cato:
It was VERY exciting. We had to get up early, cos Mr Roof was due before breakfast! And Mum and me went out to do a last poo pick up. Good thing we did too, cos Mr Roof and his friend Mr Hat came early. And they opened the back gate. And we got to meet them. But then we had to come inside and not get in the way. Not that we would have. Mr Hat said he wanted to take me home with him. And Mr Roof laughed at Tara's topknot. I liked them both.
For some reason the cat flap s
Tara:
So we got home and it woz nice to be back with Home Sniffs, but the BEST bit is that I learneded how to climb stairs!
Aren't I clever?
The day after we got home I followed Mum up the stairs. Our stairs are different from the holiday stairs. They were wood and brown and slippy and really steep! Our home stairs are soft and carpety and narrower, but still steep. So I was really brilliant of me to know about holiday stairs and then go up the home stairs, wozn't it?
So
Cato:
Dad had to go do shifty stuff, so we took Mum round the big lake and down the tunnel. It was just starting to muddify, and the sky was really grey.
To start with, Mum said 'We are sticking to the path today, cos of all that rain we had.'
But then we walked past the tunnel entrance, and she stopped and had a think. And she decided that maybe we could try the tunnel and see if we sank in the mud.
But it really wasn't very muddy at all! I think Tara was a
Cato:
You know how Mum and Dad sometimes drag us into sausage places, and we get bored under the table while they stuff their faces with lovely food and drink stuff, and then after agesandagesandages we get to go outside and have some sausage wot they saved for us?
Don't get me wrong, I like the sausages! And the steak. And the 100percentbeefyburgers and the bits of chicken.
But now we have OUR OWN sausage place!
And it is only 10mins walk from home! So we can take Mum for
Cato:
Hello Aunties! We had an exciting visitor today!
We was walking over to see Auntie Jane this morning, when this strange scruffy paw came over to say hello. He looked like he hadn’t had a b*th or a brush in AGES! He was wandering about the street without having a human on a lead! He was waggy and sniffy. And his tail woz nice and friendly.
Mum said he looked like he needed some help. So she took my lead off, and put it on him, and he and Tara walked the rest of th
Sidney:
They have been re-doing the roof again. Two rolls of tape now. But there was a horrible wind, and nothing fell off, so maybe they can leave it alone now? I spent all yesterday asleep which was nice and peaceful. But bedtime is turning into a bit of a problem. Now that The Brat is old enough they think they can trust her not to wee on the bed, they are allowed on the big bed for a few minutes before Lights Out. We used to have a lovely peaceful routine. I would get there first
Tara:
Me first again today! Hahaha! Cato is still asleep, cos he was naughty yesterday. He didn't widdle at bedtime. Mum was dancing about the garden crunching gravel and saying 'Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!' but he didn't wee. Then when Dad got up for work at 3.30 am, Cato heard him and woke Mum. and had to be carried downstairs to wee, and back up again.
Why does she always say Hurry up 3 times? Weird eh?
Anyway, now he is being a lazy slug and wanting a lie in, and he d
Cato:
Mum says Leaping Day only comes round every 4 years. So Tara has been doing her best to fit 4 years of Leaping into one.
We got up earlier than usual, because of Mum's work thing, but managed to get straight back to bed after a pee and a drink.
Dad went out for breakfast, and brought Mum a coffee to make up for her having to stay home and work. We didn't mind cos it meant we weren't stuck in our pens!
Then by midday we was both properly awake, and Tara had he
Cato:
Mum says she is sorry, but she is now more than a week behind with bloggs. She is trying to catch up, but it means I have to do the blogging, cos Tara can't remember the interesting stuff.
Also sorry if there are some repeat photos. Mum is getting muddlified about which ones she has used already. I told her that she should just catch up, and then she wouldn't forget.
So we went for a walk round the sailing lake with Grandad on two different days. There was sun for some o
Tara:
Mum forgot her camera on our walk today! Hahahahaha! Bad Mum!
We had a fab time, but you can't see any of it, cos she FORGOT. So you can't see Bailey the Big White Bouncy Boxer that I had to hide from on a bench. Or the swans. Or Bertie the JackRussell/Chihuahua/Pug who played with us. And I played with HIM. And you can't see how dirty Cato got cos I bounced on him in some really soggy muddy grass. Mum was not happy. Hahahahaha!
Cato:
So Mum says that if
Cato:
Mum said we HAD to go and say goodbye to the beach today, cos on Friday it belongs to holiday makers and dogs are not allowed.
We can still go on the other beaches, and on the salt marshes, but not to the nice beach with the pier.
So we walked all the way and then had a sad goodbye breakfast. The sausage didn't taste sad, but it was sad when it was over. See how my bits are smaller than Tara's bits? Not Fair!!!
Mum says she will have a word with Aunty Jane abou
Tara: Dad was snuffly. Mum was computery. So we just took Mum round the block in the rain. Wozn't much of a walk, really, but it woz better than nothing. And I bounced on top of Cato when we were crossing the road! Pinned him down flat! With cars coming! Haha! It woz one of my bestest Ninja moves! And a man on the pavement larffed at me. But I didn't mind. And Mum said 'Stop that you horrible little brat!' and pulled us apart. And Cato got up from where I had splatted him, and got o
Cato:
We had a lie in this morning. All four of us on the Big Bed. I had a Nighttime Bowel Event in the middle of the night, and had to wake up Mum with a bark, but she carried me downstairs and then went to sleep in her office chair until I had finished. She says that we need to look at this, cos this is the 3rd time in a week I have had a Nighttime Bowel Event, and she doesn't want it becoming a habit.
I am just sorry that she doesn't want to have a game, cos I always come in fr
