Sunday, October 14, 2007
Let Me Give You My Number....
Luteus is, of course, microchipped. But, along with a bell and the magnetic tag for his cat flap, he also has a name & address cylinder attached to his collar. Yes, it means he jingles dramatically when he walks but it's easy to hear him coming and it's a sort of feline bling.
At least, he should have an address cylinder attached to his collar. However, in the last couple of months, he's managed to lose three of them. And it's not like they're just falling off - no, the bottom half of the barrel has apparently come unscrewed and separated from the top half, which is still clipped onto his collar.
How is this happening? No idea. It's not like they're especially easy to unscrew. The only possible solution is that he's taking them off himself and handing them out to all the other cats in the neighbourhood with gleeful abandon.
He doesn't know we're onto him. But we are.
Oh yes.
At least, he should have an address cylinder attached to his collar. However, in the last couple of months, he's managed to lose three of them. And it's not like they're just falling off - no, the bottom half of the barrel has apparently come unscrewed and separated from the top half, which is still clipped onto his collar.
How is this happening? No idea. It's not like they're especially easy to unscrew. The only possible solution is that he's taking them off himself and handing them out to all the other cats in the neighbourhood with gleeful abandon.
He doesn't know we're onto him. But we are.
Oh yes.
I'm on Ur Footon
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Rain Stops Play
Do cats get sore throats?
I only ask, because after getting drenched in the rain three times today (and coming in each time demanding warm milk, attention and a towel-drying, whilst leaving a trail of muddy pawprints across the floor) he's Been Kept In.
And he's not happy.
Something he's verbalising by following the cruel owner who has imprisoned him around the house and mewing piteously.
Maybe he'll tire himself out?
I only ask, because after getting drenched in the rain three times today (and coming in each time demanding warm milk, attention and a towel-drying, whilst leaving a trail of muddy pawprints across the floor) he's Been Kept In.
And he's not happy.
Something he's verbalising by following the cruel owner who has imprisoned him around the house and mewing piteously.
Maybe he'll tire himself out?