Both my black kittens (they're brother and sister, I delivered them when they we're born, they're over a year old but I still refer to them as kittens!) have been finding cool places to sleep at the bottom of the garden mainly.
DH has been away for the weekend, but they have been quite active!
Sabre, the boy, has -
Saturday early hours - Brought a live mouse in through the bedroom window at 2am, then proceeded to chase it round the kitchen. I couldn't move the fridge, so I went back to bed, ready to try and deal with when I got up. Only to come down and find a half eaten, disemboweled mouse on the kitchen floor.
Slit a packet of treats open at the bottom, therefore creating himself a dispenser for the Crispies!
Caught several moths and one large cabbage white butterfly, which I did manage to rescue!
Used my heavily bandaged, very sore toe as a cushion to lean on, while he had a wash.
Let me blow him on a gentle setting, with my hand fan!
Laid on the second stair down, plotting my demise!
Suki has -
Been cute.
Decided that she simply must, even though it was the same temperature as hell, lay along the side of me on the bed, so that I could rub her tummy from top to bottom. When I tried to nap, she decided she simply must, have her hot toes on my legs! Didn't matter if I moved, she waited til I was settled and planted them on me again!
Took her brother "down" on the landing, pinned him to the carpet and proceeded to viciously wash his head - and he let her! Until he noticed I was watching and decided that he wasn't really a wussy, slapped his sister on the shoulder and ran downstairs!
Chased flies in the garden, then got mad that she couldn't catch one!
DH came home this morning and they've been on their best behaviour, once they finally appeared! 🤣