Tails from the Bramleys

Hello Everyone! Simba here.

I’m happy today.  The weather’s nice.

I’ve got a car, you know.  It’s a Jaguar and it’s perfectly designed for sitting on. It heats up beautifully in the sun and warms me up.

Sometimes I sit on the front like this…….

…..and sometimes I sit right on top and watch the world go by.  This is particularly useful for checking on that pesky Maud, Leo is so taken with. 

Do you know, I can even make art works on my car.  I expect you didn’t know that. When it has been raining and my paws are a bit muddy I can walk all over my car and leave little prints in a most wonderful pattern.

You can try that for yourself with your own car, if you’re lucky enough to have one.  Wait until the prints are dry and they look wonderful and last for ages. Though make sure you only do this with your own car. I decorated a neighbour’s car once and they didn’t seem happy. Why ever not?

Here’s my mouse box.  As you can see, I have taken them all out to select the ones I need for my game which involves placing them strategically around the house.

Hmm. I suspect he plays chess with his mice because he can’t catch a real one! 

Love, Simba  xxxx

Hello Everyone.  We’re both here to express our annoyance in the strongest terms.

It’s happened again…. We DON’T BELIEVE IT!

Abandoned (what would we do without Aunties Amanda and Alison?) and incarcerated in the house.

And…… there’s more….

They’re in quarantine, which means they must be health hazards.  We are sharing our house with HEALTH HAZARDS!

It’s that virus thing again isn’t it?  They have travelled to somewhere called France. Highly dangerous. Probably full of dogs and viruses.

We travel, but only to the flat (which we quite like) and to the vet (which we don’t. Obviously.)……

Bags of food arrived from the place called Waitrose. We have seen that before and sometimes they do contain quite nice things like prawns.

But this time there were many more. Bags, that is, not prawns. In fact, Leo couldn’t detect any prawns. What a waste of plastic if there are no prawns! What are they thinking?

Here’s Leo checking there are sufficient supplies for us –  we don’t want any of that Kibble rationing again.

And, I’m so worried. Everything is still being washed and sprayed.  I hope they don’t try to wash or spray me. I wouldn’t like it.

I really wouldn’t.

And I have not even been to France!

Well, If the White Delight is worried, I suppose something is normal. I rest in the knowledge no-one would even attempt to wash or spray me, because I would inflict a bite. I have been mentioned several times in the vet’s accident book, you know. I’m proud of that.

Anyway, the weather is good and that means my little Maudie may be about.  Perhaps I can entice the White Delight on to a garden chair and we’ll discuss what to do next about this state of affairs.

Love from both of us

xxx

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. 

Hello Everyone. Simba, here.

I hope you’ve been keeping well. That virus thing seems to be retreating doesn’t it. That must be a good thing.

But I’m still worried.

He’s always interrupting me… and I think he’s being nasty about me again. Last time he called me a homicidal maniac. That wasn’t very nice was it?

If you remember, he killed a baby rabbit (poor thing). That is murder by anyone’s estimation.  He’s now claiming it committed suicide but, of course it didn’t. I know those rabbit warrens are overcrowded, I’ve nosed around a few myself, but whoever heard of a baby rabbit killing itself?

As I was saying. I’m worried. Leo’s little friend Maud is not keeping her social distance. She came into OUR HOUSE!

Hello Everyone, Simba here.

I’m not awfully happy today. I was woken very early this morning by a cacophony of noise and I’m tired.  

Just look at it. You can tell immediately that it’s a nasty, noxious and noisy thing, can’t you! And it’s not just one, there are SCORES of them of all shapes and sizes in my garden. They are quite small, but they pack a punch when it comes to noise. It makes you realise how quiet and serene we cats are.

And… do you know, there is a whole society dedicated to protecting something like this? What are they thinking?

Not surprising he’s cross! It’s nothing to do with birds.  He’s in trouble for killing a baby rabbit. He tries to look so sweet, but underneath it he’s a trained killer. You have no idea what I have to put up with. Would you like to live with a homicidal maniac?

He’s calling me a homicidal maniac! Look at me. Do you believe that?  I think I’ve told you before that HIS bites have been recorded in the accident book at the vet.

I’ve learnt over the years there’s no point in arguing with Leo, I’m too tired, anyway. So I shall close my eyes, cover them up and try to block out all interference!

Love

Simba

xxx

Hello World

It’s Leo (the magnificent) here and as you can see,  I am happy and content.  My world is good. Makes a difference from the worrying of the White Delight, does it not!   I don’t worry about the virus…. and if the postperson attempted to stroke me I would bite them in any case!

Just to let you know, I have a new friend.

What is that White Delight talking about, now?  We tend to eat together (more companionable that way)  and I’m not sure if you can see it from this picture, but HE whips across and pinches a few of MY kibbles when he thinks I’m not looking. I nearly always let it go….. but if he starts to criticise Maud I may have to take action.

Sometimes you just can’t win, can you?  I straighten out his tail for him and he’s not at all grateful.  Next time I’ll have to try putting a bit of that flour stuff on his food.  Perhaps it will make his ears curl!  

Hello Everyone, Simba here.

I’ve been worried.  A little while ago Leo became  wobbly. Yes, actually wobbly. I thought it may be that nasty virus thing! Oh Horror!

Well this time he was right to worry. I was worried, too.  My wobbly turn resulted in my magnificent self being put into my transportation unit in the middle of the night and taken to an emergency vet where I was placed on a table in the car park. IN THE CAR PARK!

And now he’s better.. but he has to be careful! No jumping!

Ha!

Love Simba

and Leo (the magnificent)

xxx

Hello Everyone! Simba here. I’m in what Leo would call a spin. I have been reading about the importance of washing at this time of virus.

Well, of course I wash my paws fastidiously as we all do. First, I lick them, copiously.  Then I remove debris with my teeth and finally I polish the little pads with the rough side of my tongue until they are pink and shiny again. 

I’m not sure why he is so worried about putting his paws in dirty puddles when he DRINKS from them.

OH MY WHISKERS! Just look at what has happened. In an attempt to clean his paws without licking them he has turned himself into corkscrew.