Bad news

Greebo's sudden weight loss was due to kidney failure and he was put to sleep at teatime.

Which meant he missed the England game.

Who said there isn't a Cat-God?

And what's YOUR problem??

I came down this morning and there was a space where Greebo should be. And my first thought was that he'd scarpered to die in peace. He'd been skipping meals and not a purry happy soul, not like him in the slightest.

Wrong!! He had just decided to leave his favourite snug place, to perch on the garden fence outside. It's bin day, and he has quite a few friends on the bin round, I think every team know him.

Can't let illness get in the way of greeting his public...so he assumed the position, and greeted ME with a scowl and a definite "What's YOUR problem?".

Apart from the fact that I thought you were dead, and was pathetically pleased to see you alive, you stupid sodding ingrate?

My problem is over-attachment to a psycho-cat, and his three mates and the dogs...

The Ageing Process

It's been a bit quiet round here, as we've all fallen prey to winter blues and colds.

But the biggest worry is Greebo. He seems chirpy enough, but he is not eating so much, and doesn't seem so sprightly as usual. He's been a bit wobbly but it was a slippy wet floor, and he DID mean to slide into the fridge, honest! And that's his story and he is sticking to it. I would've believed him, but he normally tries that trick when the fridge door is open...

The senior moment, when he walked into the garden and panicked, is very alarming. Though his story is that the recycling bins are just plain scary.

He's going onto the extra-special feeding up diet. I'm not sure where we can banish the bins...