PB, some Ginge love and a LWT

[Ollivander84]

Here!

On me now, rumbly purring.

Photographers producing the goods!

Fluffy Poor, weary Weezolcat. It's a hard knock life.

Mr C does that exact same pose with his banana!

The very portrait of neglected suffering Weezolcat is laaavly.

His, er, Yeowww Banana. Not his gentleman's personal banana.

Family arriving en masse and naturally I have a migraine which isn't, as I told them flatteringly, psychological even tho it should be :)

Mr C has been very dear all day, waiting for me to wake up so he can try for an extra meal. He has started mewing 'Winner, Winner Chicken Dinner'.

Got some half price kitten food called the Cheshire cats garden. Always a risk
Ollie "DELICIOUS mama. GUD choice. Is there another pouch going?"
Me

You look amazing in that photo, Ollivander - beautiful eyes, hair and skin

"Stuck in ma TEEF"

Happy anniversary Ollivander. Ollie has the most expressive face I've ever seen on a cat. 2 months today since I collected Cheddar!

Weezol Stop, its just heartbreaking.

Fluffy cat is also abused.

What?? No cushion on which to lie??

He's resting. What is missing or broken?

See, this is why I had to take a long break from The Internet - the wall to wall sadness and injustice on display. To see so beautiful a cat so lonely is awful.

Imagine having to rest your back paws on a door to feel some kind of contact, some stability in life.

I second the missing/broken inquiry.

Who knows, but no fleece & I had to wait to do a wash because the dirty laundrys in that cupboard.

'Fluffycat' is indeed very beautiful! I am not sure I have seen a good photo before. I think he is dreaming of the jungle.

Well, that makes sense then. Doing the laundry will involve noise, bustle and a lack of attention. I'd be holding the door closed too.

Why is this parcel not for me human? Unacceptable

There might be some fun to be had from waiting till hardworking human falls asleep, then gutting the box and making sure every single bit of polystyrene is sent to a different corner of the home, some not to be discovered until 2030 at least.

And they say cats don't do memory boxes?

Comin' atcha from a place of complete phobia here... sorry if this sounds madder than usual.

I left Mr C earlier with a chop I'd cooked but not eaten, cold and fresh. When I came back earlier, it was covered in blowfly eggs. Covered.

I am horribly phobic about fly eggs. They give me proper OCD, not the tidying stuff people bang on about. Poor little cat. I have removed the chop to the outside bin, bleached, boiled and washed all his dishes. I am now about to sterilise them in the microwave.

But I want to throw the dishes away. Should I? Should I also throw the kitchen away. I am really angry, the room is very, very clean. Sick of flies.

Nah. You're OK now.

Thanks so much C. We have eaten supper and are in bed in a state of calm :)

There's a lot of pacing and the odd huff here today.

I am not yet aware of what I have done wrong.

The criminal charges are most likely to be

a) snack related
b) toilet issue
c) treat problem
d) weather, your fault.