Ollie, Prince, Leroy, Walter and Co...

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We were out of space so I thought I'd do the honours

I'm disgusted at you Yes! You should arrange things like shopping around Leroy's walk time, NOT the other way round!

😭 We try Allergic but he was fast asleep and I needed to go so I didn't have to cut his walk short and... and... and... 😭🤧😭

I deserved the look I got when we got back.

Ollie wants a taste

Ollie deserves a taste for being so cute!

Fred was waiting for me in bed last night, well until I sat on the bed and he ran away like I was about to flea treat him or something equally evil. He's such a tease. (Please ignore the unmade bed!)

Fred a very tempting horizontal prospect.

It’s the way of cats, ok for them to stomp over us at 4am dribbling and making biscuits but you move a limb slightly at night and they flee like the devils after them.

@Athenajm80
You photo reminds me of the painting of David Hockney. Very impressed by your artistic cat finishing the set 😁

Ollie's eyes! He's saying gimme it now! 😀

While on holiday I saw this notice on a church door. (Walberswick if interested).

I was intrigued by the rather twee design contrasted with the brutal kick at the end of the message.

Well that didn't go to plan but I had a good time gallivanting around the home counties and Cambridge and Oxford.

I was just too slow so I decided to bail after 150 miles at Oxford. It turns out Oxford was full to gills because of graduations. I felt like the Holy Family looking for room at the inn, this time for a very tired woman and her donkey bicycle. I eventually found a Premier Inn with an available room. I slept like a log, stuffed my face with about 1000 calories of breakfast and cycled back to London.

I only saw two cats en route, a grey and white boy trying to hunt in a hedge. A tortie girl, who looked exactly like Mrs Tiggywinkle from Beatrix Potter watched me with disdain while I struggled into a rain jacket.

Now I'm doing what all foreigners do and I'm on the Tube into London to gawp at all the sights.

Outside King's College Cambridge a very pleasant man was fending off interlopers without tickets. If you can read the sign behind him it says, " No bicycles, dogs, radios or picnics allowed". I asked him if, as I already had a bicycle, was listening to the radio, had enough food for a picnic with me and could probably borrow a dog, would I definitely not be allowed in!

He did see the funny side.

I’d consider cycling for the diet. Disdain is torties default.

Puddy was curled up in a small corner of our room asleep but I’ve got a big chicken in the oven so she’s woken up now. Naturally I left the garlic off so she can eat some.

Naturally I left the garlic off so she can eat some.

Sounds like me in the chip shop -

"Cod and chips please but can you wrap the cod separately and put salt and vinegar on the chips but not the fish please. Sorry."

I'm currently trapped under Gomez. Came upstairs to phone my mom and she decided my lap was the place for a relaxing bath.

I really need the loo. I've had too many children to actually have a pelvic floor. But I expect I'll manage for a little while longer 🤣🤣

Never apologise for Leroy. He wouldn’t say sorry to anyone. Sign of weakness.

I just went to Southwark Cathedral for Evensong and saw their lovely cat Hodge! No photo (as whipping out one's phone during prayers is not encouraged) but here he is.

twitter.com/HodgeTheCat/status/1570090886624690178?t=GGI3FCuvM73mdaU6EwSDYw&s=19

Hodge is a beauty - Samuel Johnson’s cat was called the same. Johnson fed him oysters and did his tray personally cos he didn’t want the servants to turn against the little cat.

Hodge sat on Johnson when the Great Man was holding forth and snored loudly.

‘You are a fine cat, Sir. A very fine cat indeed.’

Yes, I visited Dr Johnson's house in the summer and admired the statue of Hodge outside. He and Christopher Smart's Jeoffrey are the great literary cats of the 18th century.

There is another cat who lives in a church. He is called Pushkin. He even sits on the altar during services:

twitter.com/catspecr/status/1569924985484886016?s=21&t=M8f2csVjFH1AeHnmpNHTlg

I've not seen him in real life but I am quite tempted to try and see him!

Pushkin’s saintliness is an example to us all!

Do you reckon you could get TC into church Grumpy. NDN must be keen to try anything at this point.

I have suggested that the church in which I sing would benefit from a cat (what church wouldn't?). Not sure TC is really the kind of cat the CofE would like to encourage though...
As an aside DS2 played his last service (evensong) at church earlier today - he's off to uni next week and we are providing him with three packs of dreamies and a couple of Molly's mice to attract the college cat.

Church is bereft because we haven't got a replacement organist yet. The two Grumpy offspring have fulfilled the role (serially) for the last 9 years. We've been complained at for not producing more 🤣

@JoanOgden
We considered renaming one of the kittens Jeoffrey after Christopher Smart's cat. I love that poem (introduced to it by singing in Britten's Rejoice in the Lamb).

Ollie rushed out this morning and returned home with a fluffy black cat trailing after him. Never seen it before

Do you reckon you could get TC into church Grumpy. NDN must be keen to try anything at this point.

Technically Satanists have churches, don't they?

Do you reckon you could get TC into church Grumpy?
I have mental images of Damien going to church in The Omen.