THE BLOG

MR SAREK (aka GINGE aka THE SQUEAKER)
MR KHAN (aka OWGETTOF aka CHILLI)
and MISS EZRI (aka SWEEPEA aka CLAWS)

Yes indeedy - here comes 2008 and with it a brand new top-of-the-line kitten ...
EZRI

Sunday 30th December
Sarek here ... what a weekend! We realised that there was something in the bathroom (see picture above) - Khan and I caught its scent. It's a girl, and we have overheard the name Ezri being bandied about. I have sniffed it nose to nose and believe it to be a she-kitten (fear the wrath of the she-kitten etc) and very sweet to boot ... more to follow as the ghastly truth emerges.

Tuesday 15th January
Happy New Year to all our readers! More pictures of the she-kitten as she continues to exert her small, sweet, pervasive influence over the house and we older gentlemen ...


Toys toys toys ... which to kill first?

I like my men just like my coffee ...

Look into my eyes, not around the eyes ...

Frozen in mid-kill, the beast herself

AAARRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!! POO FIGHT!!!!!
The night of Sunday 27th January 2008 will live in infamy ... having been rather poorly over the weekend with what might have been real flu rather than 'manflu', the man strayed downstairs to fetch cool water for his raw throat to find ... POO. On the sink, in the bath, on the carpet, on the cistern, on the kitten herself and a FRESH-LAID RICHARD folded into the bath mat. Calling to mind the great dirty protests of the Maze Prison in its IRA heyday, Ezri had made her feelings felt regarding nights in the bathroom away from harm (and fun, she feels). In the words of the late great Frank Spencer, 'The cat's done a whoopsie' - watch this space ...

23rd February 2008
What news, what news? I am ginger, well-fed and an all-round happy bunny. Mister Khan is still big, still black and still raising his tail hither and thither like the veterinarian's worst nightmare. And the she-kitten? This weekend is THE weekend - all change, no longer a prisoner in the bathroom but free to roam (within reason, no outdoors yet) and getting ready for her first night in the 'sun' room with Mister Khan (not me, I'm on the big bed stopping the covers coming off) while the man and woman sleep and dream of Belgian beer and the particular clear light of the mountains in northern Spain. Man has a new recording device so the ears of the world are once again at risk, woman is as ever a pillar of beauty and understanding ... more soon

March 2nd 2008
Ezri is coming along very nicely. She has the woman on her side and the fool of a man eating out of her hand ('She's so pretty, look at her ...' gaaaahhhh! makes yer sick). I am still the only cat enjoying night-time privileges but once she's seen the vet and has free run of the house, that'll change, mark my words. Even Khan has gone soft over her, play fighting night and day and indulging in 'chasums' all over the house. Thank heavens for the red room and a bit of peace and quiet. More pics to follow ...

March 23rd 2008
Snow, sleet, rain, cold ... only a fool would be out in this weather, which is why all three of us are in the house, and all the snugger for it. Ezri now has the freedom of the place at night but has not grasped the fundamental truth of the matter yet - that is, 'sleep by day, sleep by night, wake just to poo, eat and fight'. Man and woman have been seen to emerge from their beds at all hours of the night with cries of 'stoppit' and 'forGodsake' and 'she's done one in the bath again'. Hilarious, my dears, just hilarious. Soon she will visit Saskia for 'theop' which I gather means that no raggedy old tom can put her 'in the family way' and then ... yes, then constant reader ... a new catflap, a new dawn and all out in the garden for a right good biff-up! Beware Stig and Jumble, beware one and all, cos Ezri is fast and she'll go for your ... hem-hem, more soon

April 24th 2008
Ezri - fiend, phantom, foul purveyor of the footlong, chaser, biter, springer, scratcher, food pest, eater of all, beauty and all-round heartbreaker. She has seen the vet and now, but for a patch of rapidly-growing hair on her side she's completely seaworthy. She can clear the garden wall with a single bound and has confronted Mr Stig, bearding the beast in his own garden before fleeing through the gap in the fence. More pictures to follow soon ...