Month: August 2020

Hello Everyone, it’s Simba here. 

I hope you are all well and that you are still avoiding that virus thing. It’s still about, you know.  

Sadly, I have been lying awake all night, worrying. .    

I heard the news on the radio. Radio 4 actually. I like Radio 4. Apparently lots of dogs have been stolen. I don’t want to be stolen; I like it where I am.

Mice alive!  Why is the White Delight worried about dogs being stolen?  The last time I looked he was a cat.

Well of course I’m a cat! But… could I be mistaken for a dog? Will it be cats next?  What can I do?

Oh, give him a kibble someone!

Mistaken for a dog? With that face?  All he needs to do is to inflict some infected bites!

The problem with the White Delight is that he likes to be stroked.  He’s looking for a substitute for the postman who doesn’t stoke him any more as a result of the virus.

I only allow selected people to stroke me occasionally. You don’t know where they’ve been.

But something has to be done to stop him worrying. He kept me awake all night, with his shuffling and rustling.

We’ll just have to stick together … and get some sleep.

Love Leo and Simba xxxx

Hello Everyone. Both of us here, as you can see.  And……we’re very, VERY cross. We have been left alone while others have been on holiday. YES. Alone. Not allowed to go out!

Well, not quite alone. Lovely Aunty Alison visited (we haven’t seen her recently as a result of that peculiar virus thing that resulted in kibble rationing) and our dear Aunty Amanda came in and gave us food and stayed with us….. but Leo bit her toes.

I did NOT bite her toes.  Only a little nibble, perhaps. The White Delight, however, who weighs 5.5 kilos, I might add, jumped on her and gave her a fright. What a thing to do!

Anyway, we won’t squabble.  We can tell you we worked very well together on an escape bid.  Do you know, our cat flap was locked with boxes and mats piled high in front of it. What a disgrace! What were they thinking?

We worked every night whilst the house was quiet to move things.  Leo was a bit naughty, he kept calling me the brawn, telling me he was the brains of the plan. But anyway, we did it. We finally broke through at 1 am on the fourth night. 1 am is a great time to be out, you know.  You should try it.  All the little creatures are out and it’s just right for hunting.

While the White Delight was hunting, I (Leo) went in search of little Maud, hoping she might be in the garden.  I didn’t see her until after breakfast when, to my delight, her cheerful little face appeared over the fence and we rubbed noses. We had a little spin around the garden together before she had to go back.