Category: cats

  • Slow worm, fast cat

    Treacle is turning into quite a good hunter, although her diet is not limited to the typical fare of small birds and rodents. She frequently catches butterflies and other insects (we don’t have any problems with flies in the house – once she sees them, she catches them, sometimes knocking over something in the process). Our repeated disposal of all her prizes has had a benefit too – in general, she now leaves them in the garden instead of bringing them into the conservatory.
    Yesterday, however, she caught something that was completely new to her – a slow worm. The poor thing was most definitely dead by the time I spotted her with it, but that didn’t stop her from playing with it for some time – in fact, she is in the garden again this morning and has been prodding its lifeless corpse to see if any more fun can be had with it.
    What next? A fox? The neighbour’s dog? A small child?

  • Small but strong

    Monty, in the garden, last week
    Our Monty may weigh only a little more than 3.2kg, but he is a strong cat. We’ve just been fighting to get a worming tablet down his throat, and both of us now have the scars to show for it. In the end, we had to crush it and add it to his food, which has worked.
    Treacle wasn’t much easier, but being only two-thirds of Monty’s size, she was easier to hold and medicate.

  • Reading at the dining table

    I always used to get told off for doing this:
    Treacle at the dining table
    Cats have no manners.

  • Kit form

    Yesterday, Treacle brought a mouse to us. In bits. Niiice.

  • Cats 4 – 0 Shrews

    It’s a bit of a one-sided battle, to be fair. As far as we can work out, spoils are divided equally between Monty and Treacle, so far. When we got in this evening, a small shrew-shaped gift was waiting for us in the middle of the kitchen floor.

  • Monty 1 – 0 Local Shrew Population

    At least he killed it properly this time. Now they are hunting around the conservatory, trying to find where it is hidden (I opened the door, and sent its corpse into low orbit over the pub garden).

  • Asleep

    I told you that they aren’t much company…
    Monty and Treacle, asleep
    At least they’re both here today.

  • Cat company

    When I’m working at the table in the conservatory, I often have some company on the sofa behind me.
    Monty, buried under cushions on the sofa
    As you can see, today I’ve been joined by Monty – Treacle has retreated to the other sofa, in the living room. Neither of them are much company, to be honest, spending their time asleep. The only interaction occurs when they get up for lunch.

    Incidentally, Hels and I have noticed that Monty has developed curly tips to his whiskers.
    Monty's whiskers
    Split ends?

  • Kitten cuteness

    A short animation all about mannirs (work safe). Lovely.

  • Garden news

    More planting last night – sage (Salvia officinalis Berggarten), Penstemon barbatus Peter Catt, catmint (Nepeta faassenii), some Ranunculus, some Gaillardia and a Salvia nemorosa variety. Monty seems to have spotted the catmint already, but I’m not sure that he knows what to make of it. Perhaps he will let it grow a little before he sits on it/eats it/shreds it.