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Welcome to the world of the Vincent D'Onofrio obsessed - and a bit of real life thrown in.

Sunday, March 01, 2015

All Kitties Great and Small

I was pretty torn over the two cats that needed a home, especially as a friend told me next day that some mutual friends were going to send one of their cats to a shelter. They'd taken it on when the mother of one died a couple of years ago, and it hadn't settled with their cats.

Well, Iris and Millie had another person interested in them, so I decided to adopt the boy who was about to have his life thrown into upheaval for the second time in his nearly 13 years. I collected him yesterday.

Meet...er...Blackie:


I will gradually be changing his name...Mackie, then Mac, short for Macavity.

He is very placid and friendly. Twiglet is not convinced though. But there have been no fisticuffs.

Meanwhile, I have been back to see the tigers, and while dad was showing off his "hunting" skills (pouncing on and eating an already dead piece of meat...)


...one cub left the safety of his mother's side to try and hunt a squirrel high up on the netting roof of the enclosure, far above his head. Sadly, he couldn't find a tree high enough to climb and reach the pesky little rodent.






Undaunted Mettle

I love it when Bobby toys with people, potential perps or not.


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Sunday, February 22, 2015

Dilemma

Now that I only have Twiglet left, I've been planning to keep her as a sole cat, then foster for a local rescue centre when she's gone. I might even give my self a few weeks or months of zero commitments, I thought.

Then last week that same local rescue centre (which is where Twiglet and her mother Mitzi came from over 15 years ago) showed a pair of unfortunates on Twitter. One black cat, one white, 12 years old, they were owned by a drunken druggy who has gone to jail. They were neglected and underweight, with terrible teeth.

They've been built up and treated, and are now ready to be rehomed.






I expressed a vague interest "as a last resort". I guess we all know what other kind of resort is likely to come before the last resort - none.

But what if Twiglet, who has risen to her role as the only cat in the household with, er, extreme laid-back-ness, does NOT take to incomers? She was the last one in all those years ago, and has never had to accept a cat that wasn't here before her.

And yet my soft heart melts...

The Unblinking Eye

Sorry, folks, for the absence. I've had this champion cold (or whatever) virus that won't go away. Great way to spend half term holiday - coughing, voiceless and asleep all day and night! Still hasn't gone and my concert and rehearsals need me.

Anyway, this episode really threw into perspective the average man's self-centredness.

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Sunday, February 08, 2015

Tiger Cub Birthday

On Tuesday the London Zoo tiger cubs were a year old, but for some reason the celebrations were held over till Wednesday. In anticipation I went along.

There were lots of colourful parcels laid out for them, laced with meat, but mum Melati took advantage of the cubs' caution to help herself to all the treats before the day even started properly!

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One of the parcels ended up in the water, and tentatively the cubs started trying to retrieve it.

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Success!

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Now let the destruction begin.

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"I think I'll have this bit." "Mmm, me too."

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Fight!

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He bullied me, mum. I love you.

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Everyone ended up with pink paws from the (edible) paint on the favourite box.

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Job done.

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Tuxedo Hill

I'm glad the nasty perp didn't get away with his crimes by trying to sell out others. Bobby was really angry.
 

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