Before you go swimming.........

Always remember to check your swimming bag for small tortoiseshell cats.

How did she get up there?

How did she get up there? Do I really want to know?

Guess who's hiding in the fabric cupboard

Whenever there is a cupboard open in our house a cat jumps in.

The Great Tui Hunt

The Tui's in our gum tree have been tormenting me every time I hang out my washing. They flutter around looking very photogenic, but the minute I sneak out my camera off they go hiding behind the branches of neighbouring trees. There are three in the picture below, can you spot them. Peter and Buffy decided to help, hanging out of the bedroom window, shouting its over there.
Then at last I managed to snap one of them, before they flew off over my head into the distance.

Catquakes

Where I work, in my sewing room, is under a loft bed. Last Monday I thought we were having a lot of earthquakes. Every hour or so the desk would wobble, and my computer screens would shake a bit too. I kept checking the NZ geo website to see if there were any quakes registered, there were none. It took me till Wednesday to figure out it was the cat, on the top of the loft bed, scratching. Not sure if this can be classed as either a senior moment, a blonde moment, or a stressed out Mummy moment. Think it is probably the latter.

I am not quite sure why she does it but Rana, my cat, likes to strip the new growth of one of the cacti. You can see this on the first pic, compared with the second pic. Maybe she is just such a tought cat the little spines do not bother her at all. Is this usual cat behaviour? Do you know a cat that is this tough?

Did somebody mention a mouse.

I have been working from home this week, my cat assistant has been trying to help.

Rember the snaps of apple blossom. Here is what they have turned into.

There is quite a lot of scab on the apples, but they taste really yummy.







My ever present garden companion was really interested. I think she was just trying to figure out how to get rid of the apples so she could sit in the basket.

Scary cat in a Cabbage Tree. Rana is just a big softy really.

We have just had a visitor. Brought in by our cat Buffy.

Peter carefully trapped Buffy and the mouse in the washing basket. Buffy stayed in the washing basket. The mouse just strolled out through the gaps!

By that time our youngest heard the hue and cry and joined in. Poor little mouse ran all over the house, under the beds, under the wardrobe, in the walkin cupboard. Followed by Buffy, Peter, my youngest and me.

Eventually it lept in the box held by Peter, probably to escape my youngest who was bouncing around the walls by then. We released it back into the wild, hopefully not tooo traumatised.

Buffy the cat trying to sneak up on the strap of my camera.

Its my birthday today! Here are some of the cards I got (guess what they mostly have daisies on them). Also a pic of the bunch of daisies I got from Peter's mum.

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What is it with my cats and this bowl. The other one tried to squash herself into it today.

Tulips in a vase.








Cat in a bowl.

This is our other cat Rana. She usually sleeps in this basket on top of my wardrobe. Rana and my other cat Buffy are twin sisters, but are very very different. A bit like yin and yang of the cat world. Rana is the hunter of the pair.

Buffy investigating the ducks.

She stayed well back from the ducks swimming in the creek at the bottom of the garden.

Buffy the blonde cat, blonde in appearance and blonde in nature. She likes to investigate the garden with me.