TUESDAY 16th Feb: Pack walk (with Dad)
Cato:
So when Dad has to do his Work Stuff, he goes out for ages, and sometimes he comes and goes in the middle of the night. It is always very exciting when he walks in, and we bounce and bounce and bounce!
The last few days he has been getting up in the middle of the night, and missing our walks, so yesterday was GREAT. He woke up with us, and walked with us AND went to bed with us. I even went and spent the evening with him yesterday evening, because I love him, and I can lie in my bed and snore on his ankle, when he sits at his desk. Tara always sits with Mum, angling for another brush.
This was our pack walk (in the small park with the fox):
The wilderness bit
Tree bark. again.
Dad and us. Have you noticed how Tara is always skipping and kicking her feet out like a puppy? and how I walk like a grownup?
Mum says you should see this. there are last year's tiny rosehips, and this year's new leaves. she said something about the cycle of life. Wotever that is.
An Arty Farty shot (this is wot Dad called it. How do trees fart?)
Wouldn't you like to live in a house that had a window through the park fence, so the whole park was your garden?
Tara:
My turn! This is me and Fox
who is missing an ear
and who has an even greener bum than we remembered. It is all Cato's fault. All that widdling. I'm a girl, so I don't aim that high.
This is me drinking, and Cato waiting for a treat. Please notice how WHITE i really am. Not dirty and grimey at all? Am I? See?
And Mum says I can show you these. She says they are the best bits! And I get to show you cos I am the specialist one. So there, Cato!
This is the first daffodil to flower in the WHOLE world!
And this is the first crocus. I am afraid that after Mum took the photo I sniffed it. It may be a little bit bent now.
And this is us after the walk. Mum says that we are actually bright white, not dirty grey-yellow, and she blames the bad low energy light bulb, the camera, and the fact she forgot to edit the pic before posting. She also says that if I was a little lady, and slept elegantly, you wouldn't be seeing my white bits at all.
So you won't notice my grimey belly, will you? It is Spa Day on Friday, with Liver Treats, so you can see my tummy again, after that!
Oh, and that is the little blue elephant toy sticking out of Cato's bum, not a weird poo. Hahahaha!
Sidney:
Very cold. I am visually checking my kingdom regularly. The top of the wall walkway is often frosty. I make sure the window is left open, just in case I need it.
There should be chicken served to compensate for this inconvenience, but last night was just the usual boring pap. No crunch. How am I going to maintain my fangs without bones to clean them.
The service around here is really appalling. When the frost has gone, I will pop out and visit other catflaps and see what gourmet delights are available.
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