Well it seems as though Tilly took the story about Teddy and the bee to heart: she spent the entire time DP and I were out checking the hive yesterday moaning at us to stop being so stupid and leave them alone! She has a particular tone she uses with us when she thinks we're being dangerously naughty kittens (when we're in the burn, or too close to fire) and that's what she emitted last night. I fear we'll get this treatment every time we go to the hive. And she'll be moaning that we never learn. Hey ho!
Hope all's well with the boys. Is Teddy still of the medicine? Hope they're both still enjoying the weather and chasing whatever they find outside. Our weather's been nice the last couple of days, but it won't last longer that making us feel that we're having an Indian summer, and then the rain will return. I can guarantee it!
Love the story about how you got the boys. Unfortunately Tilly wasn't a rescue. The day after my last cat died DP asked if I wanted a cat here, then, when I said yes, asked why I'd not mentioned getting a cat sooner (as my last one had lived with my mother, many, many miles away). I said I couldn't have done that, as it would have seemed like I was replacing Ellie whilst she was still alive; a betrayal. (She was definitely my cat, but I wouldn't have moved her up as it would have been cruel to both her and my mother.)
It took a good few months to find a kitten. A friend who works for the CPL said they were getting some kittens over from Lewis, but they never materialised. And I heard about another kitten, but she had been taken by the time I rang. It was when I was at the vets with my rabbit that I say an advert selling kittens, so I rang on the spot and we went the next day to get her. There were two, Tilly and her rather shy brother. I'd probably have gone for him, but DP thought we should get the one with a more outward personality so we got Tilly (and tbf the brother ended up staying with his parents, which was probably better for him).
She moaned the whole journey home. I was worried I couldn't put her in a quiet room by herself (only feasible room was where the rabbit lived, and I didn't want to upset her more than I had to). Shouldn't have worried. She jumped up and inspected one sofa, then jumped on the other, curled up and went to sleep. She was home! Friend came round 15 mins later and was convinced I'd had Tilly days, not minutes. I slept on the sofa that night with her, (I say "slept" - she spent the night alternating between leaping around the room and onto me for a cuddle and a purr, not much sleeping happened!!!) but I probably didn't have to. She settled in so quickly, and has ruled the roost ever since!!!