Day 60

Hello everyone.  Things are getting interesting here. There’s never a dull day, we can tell you.

Firstly, they went to that France place again.

We don’t approve.  People came to stay to look after us – we think they were actually rather kind, given the circumstances. BUT it just shouldn’t happen, so we kept them awake at night. Simba squeaked at 4 am asking for food. Leo bellowed at 6 am and in between Simba sat on a bed purring and moving around to prevent any sleep.  Despite our nocturnal disturbances we understand they are still coming back! Perhaps we’ll bring in live mice next time……

Then, look what Leo encountered in our new garden….

At first, he thought it was a giant cascading litter tray. What a waste! We only need litter trays indoors. Outside we like to feel the soil under our paws, as I’m sure you do.  
Then, after careful inspection…….

…he discovered it was a special back scratcher. The only thing is that it has a design fault.  The dust from all that gravel gets on your fur and turns you white.  In my case, being a “White Delight”, it doesn’t matter, but when you’re black like Leo, it does. He came in looking grey!

It washed off!

Well, yes. It did eventually, but you know what Leo’s like. He doesn’t always clean as frequently as he should.

Inflammatory. Totally inflammatory! The White Delight is getting far too opinionated. He’s too vain.  He was referred to as “she” the other day by a delivery driver.  He wasn’t very pleased by that, I can tell you.

No. I wasn’t really, but what can you do? Anyway, Leo is getting fractious so I’m going to retire to my igloo for a bit.

Love, Leo and Simba xxxx

Day 59

All Change!

Oh tails, claws and mice alive!  We’ve been moved.  Yes. Everything. Our furry selves, food dishes, Leo’s catnip mice, the White Delight’s igloo……everything we have in the world. We’re in our new flat. We don’t think we’re going back, and we weren’t even consulted.

My little Maudie didn’t come!

That, at least was one blessing.

I won’t even answer that!

Our biggest question is how to deal with it.  We were very annoyed, you know. All those boxes and people in our homes. We didn’t even get a box! We’ve thought about how to handle it and have decided on a programme of civil disobedience – we did it once before if you remember. So this is what we have done.  (With great reluctance, of course…)

Simba decided on terror tactics, pretending to go near the edge of the very high roof.  It had them in a spin, they couldn’t look. We knew it would worry them.  We don’t know why, though. What DO they think is going to happen?  

Leo kept giving them what he calls his “evil eye”………..

Then he sat on their Scrabble board so they couldn’t play (why they do it anyway is beyond our comprehension )

… and took up as much space on the bed as possible….

Simba sat on the laundry basket so they couldn’t put anything in it (they are not self-cleaning, like us, you know) before taking over the piano stool so they couldn’t make that awful noise.

Then we placed ourselves so we stared at them first thing in the morning when they woke.

Of course, we don’t actually mind it here. The garden is large and full of trees and mice. And there are two kitchens – we demand to be fed in both…

Look. Those plates are empty!

And the beds are very comfortable

But…. it’s important to make your opinions known isn’t it!

Love

Leo and Simba xxxxxxxx