Lenin's cat

Well, there I was, being a cat, lying on my cushion and luxuriating in the warmth of the stove when I realised there were some pictures on the TV of a bald man with goatee petting a cat.

Thought I'd better pay attention. Turned out that the humans were watching a program about Kronstadt and that baldy there was good old Vladimir Illich himself. Now, as a cat I don't really go for all this socialist egalitarian stuff, extreme libertarianism's more in tune with my instincts, but there you go, the leader of the Bolsehvik movement liked cats.

Just shows, behind every great movement there's a cat somewhere ...

how cats drink

secret's out! Doing what I do naturally turns out to be a cybernetic tour de force. Best coverage I've seen in in the New York Times ....

attitudinal cat

me, I'm scared of kangaroos. Big hoppity things that look like very big mice. Might want to take revenge on me for rodenticide.

On the other hand there's this cat in the good ol' US of A that clearly hasn't worked out the difference between a lizard and an alligator ...

Cold Cold Cold !

Hate winter, love wood fires, love sneaking into the bedroom and curling up on the doona in the sun to snooze.

Don't understand why my humans don't like me cleaning my feet on the doona tho' ...

it's cold

days are getting longer and generally I'm feeling more like a cat than I have for the last few months. Butterflies to chase, mice to hunt, generally spring is here.

Only problem is there seems to be a lot of hard point cold wet stuff coming out the sky - doesn't seem to bother the dog next door, but that's dogs for you. Me, I feel the cold and need to sit very very close to a heating duct ...

outcompeted

Obviously I havn't moved with the times. Some pesky cat in america is now a celebrity twitterer.

Given that that cat details everything it does, including every poo, it makes me want to agree with the bishop of paisley. Personally I like to keep my business secret. There are some things that are secret cat business and some things that are private cat business ...

vets, bloody vets

Timqat is a trifle out of sorts. You see he went to the vet a couple of days ago for his annual shot, and in the course of this not only did he get a thermometer up his bum he had his fat bits felt, and was told that big cat as he is 7.75kg is taking the piss just a bit.

So he's on a diet. One little tin of fish and 3/4 of a cup of cat nuts a day. Not a happy puss ...