Month: October 2022

The White Delight has his own. So this one is mine.

Look. Here he is in his brown one, looking as if he is going to grumble.

No. I’m cross about that. I was not about to grumble. I don’t grumble. I’m sweet natured, unlike you -know- who!  He bites.

Stuff and nonsense. Verging on inflammatory.  

Well, he does bite, doesn’t he? Why does he think vets wear gauntlets when they see him? Anyway, as you can see Leo was in the brown igloo himself.

I’m only fierce to vets so they know what will happen if they dare to tamper with me in a way that is not to my liking.

And… I only sat in this igloo to show I could. It’s too small for me.

Well it’s too small for me then. I’m a bigger cat.

He’s certainly a bigger numpty. He’s only bigger because he is fluffy (and leaves all that white fur everywhere).

I’m not enjoying this. What’s a numpty?  I’m a White Delight, actually, and an anxious one at that. I hope this isn’t going to turn into a war.  There’s one going on, you know. It’s that awful Putin person doing dreadful things.  And that virus thing hasn’t gone, has it. I hope Leo isn’t going to turn into a Putin.   

Mice Alive! Does he think I’m Russian? Siamese, more like.

We’ve been sent out for squabbling.

Love Leo and Simba x

Hello Everyone.  Simba here. I’m really upset.  I didn’t know “geriatric” was a swear word. I really didn’t. I have heard some swear words. Some of the cats in our last garden used to swear a lot. Spitting and all that. That awful Maud used to spit at me. That’s definitely swearing. I thought “geriatric” just meant old. But when I told Leo he was geriatric (he’s over 15 you know) he was furious. He told me it was a very rude word and he is highly offended and won’t speak to me.

What can I do? I don’t like the silence.  It’s unnatural. He’s usually so noisy. He bellows, you know.

No need to repeat yourself, White Delight.  You’re making matters worse. Don’t dig holes for yourself.

I didn’t dig a hole. I only dig holes for one purpose. Like most of us.  In the garden, you know……

Mice alive!  Don’t go any further, no one wants to know about your hole digging habits. I was speaking metaphorically.

What’s “metaphorically?”  That sounds more like a swear word than “geriatric”.

Do not EVER, ever use that word.

Repetition. He’s repeating himself now. He used the word “ever” twice.

Does that White Delight think we are playing Just a Minute? If he apologises, allows me to eat his food and sit above him on the couch without him giving me a cross look, I will speak to him.