Monday, 27 January 2014

My romantic hero look

Here I am working hard on my Byronic poetic look. Staring moodily through a window, in soft focus, perfect profile, who would't fall for moi?

Wednesday, 25 December 2013

Christmas dressing



Well, as it is Christmas one feels like one must get into the spirit of things. So I have permitted Yours Truly Confused to adorn me with this rather dashing red bow tie.

Thankfully I have not been subjected to the ritual humiliation visited on the hounds.  They were forced to parade the streets of Artane wearing fake antlers and tinsel, as well as their own red bow ties.

It’s good to be a cat.

Monday, 25 November 2013

Hmmm…. coloured things that move…

Wandering through the Baskerville Manor kitchen I came across this strange glass container full of water, and… strange colourful moving things. I wonder how one could get one’s paws on these?

Sunday, 27 October 2013


2013-10-27 13.15.59There I was, minding my own business and doing important cat stuff, when my humans offered me some ham.  The deal was, to get it, I would have to step into a big box thing. 
So, in I went to get the goods, and they locked me in the box!   Then they pulled the same stunt with my little bro, Jet-Black, and proceeded to load both of us, in our respective boxes, into the boot of their car. 
This did not bode well.  Last time this happened, we ended up in the vet’s office, where some of our most important parts were unceremoniously removed.  When they stopped and took us out of the car, we were brought into this place, which smells suspiciously like DOG.  We were brought up two flights of stairs to a big room with windows on the ceiling.
Another human was there, who seemed really pleased to see us.  Thankfully, there is no smell of anaesthetic or signs of surgical material, so I am hopeful that nothing else is going to be removed.  But I’m keeping a close eye on that human, just in case…