festive thoughts

At this time of year, Christmas, my mum says it should snow so it feels festive. I would like it to snow thenI could hide in the snow like this cat here. it looks fun. As I have a lot of white on me I could hide very easily.

At Christmas it is also strange beause the trees which are usually outside come inside and they are decoratd with lots of lights and flashing sparkly things. pixie likes this as it issomething for her to tap, chase, climb and try to eat.

We are going to the cattery on Sunday to celebrate Christmas with all the other cats. We will get presents and nice food and may even be allowed to wear festive and funny hats like this

Merry christmas to all my friends, Biggles, Molly #denny oscar lola and Pixie. Also to Louie down south and Shadow and Leo's former mum in Canada, to monty an dMonty's mummy and old tarf.

much better thanks

To all my nice friends, I just wanted to say thank you for your concern about my health. i am much better now thank you and my apetite is back to normal. I showed blind mummy that I was better by bringing her a dead mouse at 4 in the morning as a way of thanking her for looking after me when I was feeling ill! She didn't appreciate it....I really don't understand why!

You may have read from Oscar's blog that Denny was ill too last week, he had an explosion out of his bottom and had to spena a night in hospital. I don't think I have told you about the time I had a very bad tummy bug that went on for three months. I had bottom explosions all the time, but that, as my friend Biggles would say "is private"! I remember that mummy was very worried about me and took me to the vets lots. She said that the house smelled all the time and even though I couldn'thelp it, she wished I would not have accidents all over the computer leads and plug sockets!

Fortunately, my constitution sems to have improved dramatically since then...just as well really, now that I have my two sisters to look after. Anyway, I digress!

I har from Denny that we now have new vets who live just along the end of th road...this will mean that we won't have to go in the yellow hting any more unless it is an emergency at night and we have to go to Dewsbury like Denny. Dennysays that the new vets are very nice.

I wonder if mummy will have to go to the vets soon. Although her bump on her head is mow better, thank you Biggles ofr aksing, she had another accident on Thursday. She said she fell down a flight of steps in a place called Bradford station and landed on her back, her bottom and her side. She is walking funny at the momnt and said she is very aching and bruised. What is it with these parents hwo keep having accidents? I think she has been learning lessons from Oscar's mummyu who is always having accidents. Maybe that is what happens when p[arents get old?

It was very scary last weekend, well Pixie and lola were scared, as there were lots of bangs and flashes in the sky. Pixie hid under the sofa and shook lots and other mummy had to come and check on her because blind mummy wen out with London auntie who cme to visit. I didn't mind the bangs really, well, there ws food around so I had to make the most of Pixie and lola not being there to eat their food. I had three bowls, it was lovely!

I also want to say hello to my friend in Canada old Tarf, he is mummy's friend's daddy, grandfther to Monty who stayed in my house one night once. Blind mummy also says hello to old tarf.

oh, just one more thing, to remind you. on Tuesday, 13th Novebmer it is the first birthday of my blog, so happybirthday to Paddy's blog!

sung in the tune from the theme from Joseph and his amazing technicolour dream coat

"poor poor paddy,
what you going to do?
things look bad for you,
so, what you going to do"

Hello, well I am feeling a little under the weather at the moment. I have been a little off colour since saturday night/sunday morning. I have been lethargic, slept on the armchair and have not moved at all and have refused my last three meals.....even pouches. I have also been a little warm to the touch.

Mummy and other mummy who is also poorly thinks it is with a thyroid or something but waiting for blood tests, took me to the vet last night. I did not like it at all, which is not like me. I was grumpy and floppy on the vet table and i growled at him when he touched me and stuck the thermometur mp my bottom.

The diagnosis of my current malady is a temperature of 1.5 degrees above the norm and therefore perhaps a little infecton. He gave me two injections and sent me home.

I think I am feeling a little bit better today although I have been asleep all day again. Pixie liked eating my food, she had hers, mine and Lola's too and did a big sick onher food mat. Sh eis a little more ladylike than Molly oscar and Denny though as she didnot try to eat it.

blogger's block

I have not blogged for a while as mummy has been away so access to the computer has been limited. Since she has been back though I have simply been far too tired and busy. I have spent most of the week sleeping, stretching, eating and being beautiful.

It has been nice having my Oscar come to visit through the flap, but I am not impressed that he came and finished off all 3 bowls of food.....that is my job! Molly also came to visit but she did not use the flap, she came in through the door. We played on the stairs for a bit and then she hissed at me so I punched her!

Paddy and Oscar and brothers' and sisters' joint blog

This is a joint blog from Paddy-Gay-In-Der Vilj and Oscar’s Staff who are both very traumatised and are needing support.

This evening was quite eventful really. All was well until approximately 9.32pm. Oscar’s Staff had been to Marks and Spencers with Sensible Staff and Blind Mummy was at home enjoying her first day of annual leave. Oscar’s Staff went to Blind Mummy’s house and wrote some things and then went home to drink a bottle of nice pink fizzy wine. She got home and opened the door…

There was a squawk and a flutter so she closed the door and rang Blind Mummy for support. She went in the yellow thing with black and red stripes and collected BM from the road and they both returned to investigate the squawk and flutter incident. There was much knocking of knees, whimpering and hiding behind things. in the house there OS saw dead bird doing a headstand behind the basket of washing in the hall way. It was yuck. There were feathers scattered throughout the downstairs of the house, trails of dried bird poo and scatterings of purple blood over the floor, walls, curtains, sofa , table, kitchen cupboards, cushions, front door, cat flap and just above the ‘tv guide’ button on the Sky Remote. Denny was proud. Oscar was scared and still smelt of the canal and Molly hid under the washing basket.

Then began the clean up operation which rivalled that which followed the Wakefield floods.

This required the assistance of the nice bottle of pink fizzy wine from Marks and Spencer which, in case you were wondering, was a different colour from the purple bird blood. The hoover is now full of bird. The bird did not want to go into the Sainsburys orange bag. It seemed to still have a lot of feathers despite the fact that the whole ground floor looked like an explosion in a mattress factory.

It was really really really yuck. BM and OS had to watch Condle in the Wind on repeat to recover.It is now 00.23 and neither of them want to go to sleep and blame Alfred Hitchcock.

Oscar’s Staff, in the midst of the clean up operation, managed to break a pasta jar and cut a finger on her non broken crippled not when she was drunk arm. Whilst soaking the curtain, Blind Mummy managed to dismember the penguin shower curtain but at least she managed to make Oscar smell of Bilberry leave in hair conditioner rather than canal.

A very stressful day we think. We are asleep preparing for tomorrow.

Oscar, MollyMoo, Dennypoo, Paddy Ebeneezer, LolaBean and PixieChu

hidden treasures

I am very excited! Mummy finallybrought her old dead laptop computer home from work last week. It is fit for nothing but the bin, but she knew that somewhere on it, there were pictures of me as a baby and she finally decided, after much scratching and protesting from me, that she would try ot salvage them.

So, last night, armed with other mummy, knives, screw drivers and determination, I understand tha tafter a couple of beers they got to work trying to break into the stubborn machine.

Apparently, when they finally got it open, although it wouldn't switch on, the compact disc on which the photos were kept wasn't in teh computer after all. But they did find teh pictures on other mummy's computer. here are a few for you to enjoy.

This was me and Oscare when we lived together in Micklefield. He is now so much bigger than me!

This was me when I was very tiny in the pet shop before mummy took me home. I was much smaller than my feeding bowl and shared this glass cage with my birth brothers and sisters. I was always much dirtier than them as I liked to roll in their wee!

I might post some more pictures later.

new friends

Today will be a very brief message but I just wanted to say hello to all my new friends. For those of you who don't know, my sisters and I as well as my best Oscar and his brother and sister mollly and denny all are members of catbook,t he cat version of the facebook site that has taken the world by storm. anyway, we lal have lots of new cat friends and I just wanted to acknowledge yo uall here.

Obviously Oscar will always remain my best, my best friend and I am his best (thyis is because we used to live together and got into lots of trouble in Yickyfield) and I still have my biggles friend from London who is a to p ca twith a private tummy. I hope some of my new friends will come and visti my site here and say hello.

by the way, I am a little cross today as mummy went to London to see the joseph and did not get home in time to feed me at the usual time. I had to wait until nearly 10 o'clock for my dinner how disgraceful!