Day 33

Hello Everyone. Simba here. 

I really hope you are all coping at this difficult time – getting your supply of kibbles and ensuring you get the attention you deserve.

Leo and I have been having a most interesting discussion about sins. You’ll remember we discussed them when trying to fathom out what they did to be locked down?  Leo says there are seven deadly sins.  We know about three – vomiting unnecessarily (i.e. not unless you have eaten grass), scratching the sofa and the carpet and biting.  What on earth are the other four?   

That needs clarification. Scratching the sofa and the carpet are two separate sins and biting is not a sin per se, only if it is unnecessary. When I bite, I assure you it is always necessary. That leaves three. One of those is killing baby rabbits (something the White Delight is prone to do) but even I am struggling with the other two.

Here we go again! He always reminds me about the suicide of that rabbit.  Anyway, what other sins could there possibly be?  I’ll let you into a secret. Leo eats plastic.  I bet that’s a sin. He interrupts zoom meetings by screeching loudly, and he bounces frogs along the lawn by tapping them to make them squeak.  That must be a sin. And, worse still, he says he’s self-cleaning. But he isn’t you know.  I’ve seen burrs on his fur.

Stop! Inflammatory! I have never screeched in my life. I’m perfectly clean. So clean a burr wouldn’t dare stick to me, it would just slide off. The White Delight who cleans all the time is just plain vain and as we all know, vanity really is a sin!

We’ve just been told this is a sin.  Why?

Love Leo (the Magnificent) and Simba xxxxx

Day 32

Look at it. Just look at it!  It’s windy and wet. You can see all the puddles. We can’t go out. The water’s paw deep….. and the leaves haven’t been swept up. What is going on?

He’s right. What’s going on?  I hear they have been locked down again.  What have they done this time? Last time they went to France where they have all those viruses and dogs and that so-called edible dormouse in a wall. (Why is it a dormouse when it is in a wall. Shouldn’t it be a wall mouse?) Anyway, as far as we can tell, they haven’t been away other than to the flat where we were taken, too.

They must have done something awful to be confined to the house. We’ve been working through the list of sins that could have been committed …… vomiting on the carpet, scratching the sofa and the worst of all, killing a baby rabbit….. you’ll notice these have all been committed by the White Delight

Inflammatory. Totally inflammatory!

Oh my paw! He’s stolen my word, inflammatory. I like that word. I have never seen the White Delight so cross before. Anyway, as I was saying. They don’t tend to vomit on the carpet or scratch the sofa. Perhaps they killed a baby rabbit?

No, I don’t think so. There’s a lot of shrieking even if they see a dead mouse. Anyway, all the baby rabbits have grown up now…..  Personally I think it has to do with that virus thing. What could they have done? Collaborated with it?  Learned to live with it?

….And by the way that rabbit committed suicide. I did not kill it. Overcrowded burrow, you know.

Rabbits committing suicide…. What is he thinking?  He may have a point about the virus, though. Now I think about it, it was in the paper.

And it was on Radio 4 . I listen to that a lot, you know, and it’s always being talked about.

I think we should all take it easy, relax and conserve energy.  I don’t want that virus thing anywhere near me and I’m sure you don’t either. Even Leo doesn’t.

Love Leo and Simba  xxx

Day 31

Hello Everyone

Simba here and I’m very cheerful today. Oh, we’ve had fun. Yes, quite a lot of fun, actually. Well you have to, don’t you, with this virus thing about?

Yes, indeed you do, especially when you have something like the White Delight flitting about manically trying to avoid anything that looks like a virus.

Flit about? Me?  I’m very serene. Anyway, talking about flitting about, there was a lot of activity in our house just before the weekend and we thought for a moment that we were going to be taken to the vet. It’s either that (which we hate – all that tail- lifting stuff for temperature-taking- what are they thinking?) or the flat which we do like (special kibbles).  

I deduced we were going to the flat, but we were bored and decided to play a game or two, anyway, just to keep them on their toes, paws, or whatever they have… 

I stuck my paws out – splayed them, you know – so I couldn’t be put into my transportation unit. It took several attempts before I relented.

How does he get himself into that most peculiar shape?

Anyway…while the White Delight was performing contortions, I played hide and seek. I cleverly avoided all my usual hiding spots and it took them ages to find me, whereupon I took to my transportation unit with great dignity (once they had moved the bed – it took three of them to do that)…….

And, here we are on our arrival. Totally innocent of any mischief, as you can see.

Love

Simba and Leo x