Tigger. Having a rest after putting the washing out.
This is Tigger a much beloved pet who had to put up with the trials of a large family life. She was wise though and used to avoid the children of the house and their friends and would position herself in the garden in a place where she could make a quick getaway through the rickety old fence if she spotted an over friendly child coming to find her.
Tigger had beautiful long black fur and bright green eyes and she was extremely pretty. She had a home in the shed at night as she was not allowed to wander off like other neighbourhood cats. She seemed to accept this with good grace and slept on the windowsill, probably watching all the nocturnal creatures outside.
Thanks to wikipedia for the image of this little so and so fighting his way through the jungle
Hi Reader…. well, when I left off last time my story ended in floods of tears, not mine of course but those of my kind nurse owner who took me to the cat protection league. Now I don’t know why she was crying ’cause I had a whale of a time in there, met a load of new friends and had a few fun fights (with the odd bitten ear and broken claw, that sort of thing) but nothing a stocky cat like me couldn’t handle.
My new garden
Anyway all the scuffles and fighting got me a reputation as being a bit of a tough nut (to crack) and all that. Remember this was a long time before someone tagged me stormin’! and the ladies at the league starting telling people (you know those that were in there to pick up a new pet) that I was not a suitable cat to be housed with other pets or young children. Talk about give a cat a bad name!… most people took this (wrong) advice and just walked by my pen never giving me a second look. But my luck was about to change.
I don’t know how many months rolled by but I was well settled in the place (and settled in my basket too after a lovely fishy meal) when this couple stood at the plastic door and started perusing me… but no, next minute they were gone, looking at Henry across the way they were. If you think I’m stocky you should have seen Henry (some big cat he was)…but no again, they came back over to me and later asked the lady to open the pen so they could take a closer look. Well I was comfy there and could see what was coming so as soon as she touched my back to pick me up a gave her such a clout. Not full claws though but enough to ward her off. It didn’t work and I was well miffed when she brought me out into the cold corridor…and well it was love at first sight… “cracked it” I thought…I was soon on my way home under the storm clouds with my new proud owners…..and had I landed on my feet this time ..you bet I had..
See you next month..
Norm…. (now ed what picture are you going to dig out for this update, it’d better be a good one).
Here y’are Norm. It’s one of you looking pretty dapper in the garden
Chokkie…. under the bed again.
hi all hope yr all well, chok here.
hello terri cat!!?? who is your owner? i will get myself up soon!!
who votes whiskers pouches are best???
i love them but have sore gums at the mo (us old persians are prone to gum probs in later life) i struggle with the chunks so kate chops em into tiny bits… i had extensive tooth extractions last month and may need another one!! a big thanks to mr pegg at pype hayes vets for his hard work!! he is the kindest vet! 🙂
I’m not ‘chokkie’..I’m his stunt double (posted by the Ed – in Lieu of ‘chokkie’ photo).
….i would like to say hi to norman (sorry i didnt before- i dont mean to be egocentric!) you are a cute puss!! good to know you have a new loving home and dont even get me started on the topic of birds!! when kate got me she presumed i would be a lap cat and laze about inside all day!! – she had another thing coming.
i caught 3 sparrows last year and know its evil but as you said norman it is in our nature.
i was in disgrace with kate who buried the little tweeters!
i have not been out much recently as its too cold 4 a posh puss like me and kate is reluctant to let me out as she thinks i am so gorgeous i may get bundled into a strangers car for a late xmas gift for someones child!! :@
i seem to be in my prime at the mo with hunting but i cant play with those shiny material mice kate buys me -they make me giddy!!!
i prefer a good old pen lid or a plastic razor cover i am so resourceful!!