Newboy: sequel that's better than the original

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Executive decision by Mr C.

I'd be looking at a rehomed then, if she can identify a very experienced and patient person to take one on. I had to let The Lodger go because it was abundantly clear that Seniorboy was NOT going to make friends with him. (They were happy as sandboys as soon as they were separated.)

Maybe she should talk to the Siamese Rescue people. Rehoming an older cat may not be so easy - viz Newboy's adventures.

rehome

And there was me thinking that MrC was so well-behaved. (After a fashion.)

Newboy is in his AC top bed again.

Top Cat, literally. :)

Just stumped back from shops laden with catfood, no buses thanks to Bomb. You get a free sachet of cat soup in Sheba boxes at the mo.

Any pet plans tonight? Might have a bath and watch Rick & Morty on Netlix, horribly amusing.

The Top Bed has a sort of 'rolly' edge which he seems to enjoy hanging his head over,

Ah Ollie loves an edge to do that! I roll the duvet over for him so it makes a chin rest 😳

Ooooo! So beeyootiful and good!! The very picture of a relaxed cat.

Erm, might that happen to be TWO HEATERS in the background?

Ah, Newboy looks lovely in his delightful room. My 2 are overjoyed that the living room floor is covered with taped down brown paper (painting some furniture) and there is much capering and smiling.

Plans tonight you ask Lana? Toffee Stolly 'n' ginger beer and contemplating the beautiful Justin Beiber. When did he get so swoonsome?

Sliding, not smiling. But they're doing that as well.

No - only one heater. (To supplement the central heating radiators. )

Just in case.

Oh Vinocat loves a chin rest too! Newboy looks like he's making himself at home now.

He is, I think. Not coming to bed though.

I see :) Just in case, eh.

Blimey, it's all go here in SW. DM has a student staying, sweet girl learning English, who was on Bomb Train. She is rather shaken. I said is she ok. Mum said, airily:

'Oh She's Fiiiine, she's had a Floris bath and a brandy.

'Now she's helping me give Cat 1 his insulin.'

Injecting a cat v. Jihad = walk in the park

hashtag TGIF, not.

I might get the poor girl doctored (I just typed vetted) tomorrow am if the copious amount of single malt - she's moved on from brandy - doesn't do the trick. I shall be attempting to channel your healing skillz, C.

M I ache for toffee stolly. Am trying Aldi gin tomorrow, will report.

'a' brandy? Gawd, I'd have been canned to the wide.

Ah. X post.

It's mixing the brandy and the whisky...............

I think I'd have had a medicinal one Very shortly after getting off that tube!
Have to say I prefer administering insulin injections to terrorists. Vinocat is v good about it all.
Am sure the bed will appeal once winter arrives.

Oh lordy poor girl! I was on the train that was stopped next to the London Bridge Station bomb back in the old days - it's a horrible experience and very shocking to the whole system. I think the worst bit (apart from the explosion itself of course) is when you're stuck there because there's no transport, and all you want to do is get home where you feel safe.

Oh god Lana don't mix the grape and the grain.....

There's a famous story which I heard Henry Longhurst recount once on radio. He had been feeling very depressed - and was a little ill if I recall - so decided to end it all. He settled down with the pills and a bottle of malt. (I think it was Glenmorangie but a very good age.) He started on the whisky first and after half an hour, decided that things weren't as bad as all that. Then flushed the pills down the toilet and finished the rest of the whisky.

I might pass that on..... :)

A quote from Mr L.

'They say "practice makes perfect". Of course, it doesn't. For the vast majority of golfers it merely consolidates imperfection.'

Fail again, Fail Better - Beckett (football superfan).

Saw this and thought of Newboy's next sitting:

Not the best photo in the world but Hey - it was at breakfast!

Newboy waiting for nosh.