Onto Pastures New

All further updates on the life of moi and my partners have been moved to the following blog

News Flash - Molly

News flash : word has it on the street that cat mother has found me a worthy companion; a female at that and that she could possibly be with us this week-end...all being well...not allowed to say anymore on the subject...

GPS cat tracker...cud this be on the cards

As we approach Week 5 with no Bongo cat mother has had another burst of energy and has been ringing round all the vets in Brighton, Hove, Crawley and has yet to do Three Bridges on account of Stalker George. A very good site for advice on lost cats is Lost Cats Brighton

She also got it into her head that I need to have a GPS cat tracker fitted. Fortunately for me the only one she could find (The Pet Detective), she couldn't get her hands on. She has contacted the manufacturers however, so watch this space.

I mean, if anyone cares about how I feel about it, I already think I've got enough trinkets going on around my neck and it appears it is not possible to simply add the information to the chip I already have inserted inside me which is what she originally wanted...I don't know...where is this all going to end...

Prawns for tea

Ay! Ay! Saveloy! I spy prawns for tea...I wonder what's brought this on...gotta dash...you know how it is...

News Shock

Word on the street has it that cat mother is due to be away for 3 w/e in July only this time she's trying to get cat sitters or into the cattery I go...ON MY OWN....gulp...to be fair it's a lovely place and we have radio and stuff and the best food only....the last time we were there it was me and Bongo...

Waiting for Wifey!

And honestly that's exactly what it likes...got her well under manners now...Cat mother rushes home and is almost there almost all of the time when she is not working.

This week she has taken up cycling and swimming on top of the walking but other than grocery shopping and working (which is long!) she doesn't really get out much so I guess I can let that go plus of course someone's gotta work and pay the bills and it sure ain't gonna be me!

All this lavish attention has made me miss her when she's gone and I long for her to come home so I can cuddle on her lap.

Now, there is a difference between the lap of someone tap tap tapping on a laptop and that of one who is sat comfortably on the sofa watching tv/film. I shall have to work on this one cos she don't half like to get online when she can and if it's not the laptop it's the blas-ted phone!

And back to Bingo again!

Off to watch Season Two of The Wire with Cat Mother...

The Way Out is Blocked - ain't no stoppin' us now...

Even after losing Bongo two weeks ago, possibly on account of attempting to block the way out Cat Mother and Adam have conspired against us again! And the way out is blocked...!

From Week 23 - Garden Fence - cat stylee

It's taken a while to get to this point but I think Cat Mother has realised that Yes!, she has finally been successful in blocking the way out and No!, this has not kept me from finding another way out...!

Adelaide

They are a pair but for some reason Cat Mother could only get photos of Adelaide. They look quite similar except that Honey has a blue collar and one of them has a white chin...

The Persian Tan Number

Hah! Cat Mother did well and finally got some pics of him...the one who tries to take control of the garden. She believes if she befriends him it will work out for everyone...not convinced!

Cat friends are more important now than ever!

And here you have Marmite from next door, a frequent visitor and probably my closest ali. He is often in our place feeding, wandering around and playing with toys but as yet does not trust cat mother enough to let her stroke him. I'm not getting involved.

There is also Honey and Adelaide from upstairs, the 6 cats owned by Chrissie, two doors down, the persian tan number who seems to take great delight in chasing us all out of our own garden so basically where there was a core of 5, this is down to 4...with others coming in and out of the equation...I'll try and get Cat Mother to take some photos of the others...

Not much to report

Not much to report...the tube strike worked in our favour as it meant that cat mother worked from home on Wednesday and Thursday and she had booked Friday as Annual Leave. So what with the Saturday and Sunday where nothing much was doing we had 5 days of bonding and every time I came in Cat Mother was there...admittedly on line for most of the time but she was there for me...

Bingo - It's Just Me Now...

From Bingo

A couple of photos as Cat Mother gets her mojo back and starts taking photos again...

From Bingo watching Cat Mother Working

Cat Mother Caves In...sob...

Last night Cat Mother rushed in from work, in2 the garden and called 4 me. I was with Chrissie and her 6 cats from 2 doors and Cat Mother could hear me.

She may have been worried that I wasn't inside waiting 4 her 2 come home as would have been the case had Bongo been around. Anyway. Unusually she didn't leap straight on the computer as soon as she had eaten and showered but sat on the sofa and 2gether we watched Twilight again, me sat on Cat Mother's lap. This inevitably brought back memories of when we'd watched it the 1st time in the same position but with Bongo sat cuddling Cat Mother's hand on her left.

We watched an episode of Flight of the Conchords and then had an early night but Cat Other was unsettled and awoke 2 do some work on the computer. I played with some newly stolen toys and Cat Mother put a fleece on the sofa 4 me 2 sleep on. A couple of hours passed and we returned 2 bed. The alarm went off as usual @ 4.15am and off Cat Mother went 4 her morning walk choosing 2 listen 2 the Twilight sound track. It wasn't long b4 the best teenage love film's music inspired memories of our beloved Bongo and she was in tears. Fortunately there is no-one at this unearthly hour and whilst she tried 2 b discreet, by all accounts she let it all out. It's day 9 and she'd been storing all that grief and putting a brave face on it! It had 2 come out. I was beginning 2 wonder he she had any feelings or figured perhaps she's an ice queen!

She returned and showered and got ready 4 work and blow me if she didn't start crying on the way 2 the train station...and on the train...she had 2 pull her Oakleys down...Cat Mother updated her social network status 2 read "consumed and overwhelmed by grief...let it all out on the sea front...dedicating Twilight and it's sound track 2 the memory of Bongo. May he b happy wherever he has chosen 2 reside". She got through the working day and made her way home 2 me...

Bongo Goes Missing!

Well... Cat Mother blames it on the weather and it is true 2 say that we simply want 2 get out and about more now that it's lighter earlier and later.

So we live @ the end of a terrace of houses and the wall on the right has a 4 ft fence on it and all the neighbourhood cats, not just us, easily climb up onto the fence and thereby escape 2 the millions of flats or the great outside which essentially consists of a bus route and a high street, a train station and loads of other stuff and people.

Cat Mother gets it in2 her head after I went missing 2 purchase these black plastic spikes and Adam from upstairs eagerly agrees 2 put them up on top of the fence Sunday 31st May as he has 2 8 month old kittens, Honey and Adelaide, whom he also does not wish 2 lose. Within minutes of the spikes going up we'd figured we cud gingerly tiptoe on the spikes 2 get out but coming back was a lot more tricky! Course! With me being streetwise and all I knew that the front door (via the main road) is another way in. All I have 2 do is ensure Cat Mother is in and thenjust cry loudly and somehow she always hears me and lets me in. She is not happy about this but she daren't complain as it is this shrewdness which has kept me from going missing!

Bongo, on the other hand, being unable 2 say boo 2 a goose, only knows the cat flap entrance in the garden door and 2 get there we now had a massive spike hurdle.

At 10pm, Cat Mother and Bongo went 2 sleep and around 30 minutes later I came in, climbed the stairs 2 the loft bed and plonked myself on Bongo so we could have a snugfest. Now b4 I go on it must b said that Bongo does like his own space and he isn't always into this tactile brotherly love thing which I frequently promote. He is all male and sometimes barely tolerates my soppiness.

On this occasion he was not in the mood and snarled at me angrily! He got up and even as Cat Mother struggled 2 keep him, moved sulkily down the stairs and out the cat flap. This was the last we saw of him and it is day 8 as I write.

When he hadn't re-appeared by morning as Cat Mother left 4 work, she knew she'd lost him. She didn't want 2 believe it and left 4 work with a heavy heart blaming herself 4 having those spikes mounted. She contacted Adam when she got home and asked him 2 remove the offending spikes.

Tuesday she'd had posters made and circulated them in the neighbourhood.

From Wednesday, any time I went anywhere there were people trying 2 capture me, ringing Cat Mother thinking I am Bongo. She'd 4gotten 2 mention that I have a yellow and black collar and am slim and more vanilla than brown whereas Bongo has a red collar, is quite a big cat and is more brown than vanilla.

I miss him terribly and keep looking 4 him endlessly and wandering around listlessly. I wish Cat Mother didn't have 2 go 2 work and understand she has bills 2 pay.

True 2 her word her calendar is pretty empty in June and so when she is not working she'll b around 4 me mostly. She has got some leaflets printed but she 4got 2 get the red collar thing on there 2 avoid wasted phone calls. She mentioned she'd had loads last week whilst she was working and all about me. She has also talked about moving on and getting a replacement in September when she comes back from leave! That means I'll b going into the cattery on my own!

I an just so used 2 doing almost everything w/ Bongo that imagining a life w/o him or with another cat is strange. In the meantime I have Honey and Adelaide 2 keep me company and of course Marmite from next door...sniff...sniff...not to mention Chrissie's 6 cats from 2 doors down...sniff...sniff...a week on and the spikes have been replaced with a panel of wood 6ft high 2 c if that will stop us from going out 2 the main road...will they never learn?...we r wanderers and explorers @ heart; and extremely resourceful. We have the will and there is always a way...

Here we go again.

Cat Mother wrote this yesterday morning and tried 2 send it using her orange acount and the settings weren't correct as she has just had it returned from repair. So on the train on the way home she phones Orange and gets them 2 send new settings and loses everything so she is trying again!

This sorry tale begins a couple of weeks back on a Monday when I decided 4 whatever reason not 2 come home 1 Monday night. Cat Mother went 2 bed feeling slightly uneasy about this as she is used 2 saying home night 2 both the kitty Kat boys.



Anyway. Unbeknownst 2 her I was having a whale of a time. I had crossed the main road and made my way up the high street quite near the train station. There were a few people about and I went up 2 them demanding strokes quite randomly. A lady whom I now know 2 b Nicolette gave me the eye as she went into a shop and I waited. Sure enuf when she came out she made a bee line straight 4 me, picked me up and asked all sorts of questions - like - did I know my way home? and was I lost? and so on.

Course I purred away, thoroughly enjoying myself and she soon took me home along Worcester Villas 2 a nice 1st floor flat where she lived w/ her mother and 4 cats. Being a visitor I got 2 share the bedroom w/ her. I watched her call Cat Mother many times after reading my name tag but knew that Cat Mother wouldn't answer thinking it was stalker George and sure enough I later learned that Cat Mother turned the phone off and went 2 sleep.

I slept really well but Bongo informed me later that by morning Cat Mother was completely wretched, had cuddled Bongo and her parting words were something like - "it could b just u and me chuck". Life moves on..!

So she gets on the train to go to work and the more she thinks about me missing in the morning the more upset she gets so she switches on the phone 2 call big bruv and is greeted by an incoming text message from Nicolette advising that I'm safe and well. Between them they organise that I should b picked up after work. Not so much as a by your leave he you please!

She calls Big Bruv anyway and still bursts into tears claiming that she'd just reconciled herself 2 only having one cat and now she had 2 get used 2 the fact that she actually had 2 again and it was all 2 much of a roller coaster 2 take in! Some people are just never satisfied!

So the evening arrived and Cat Mother turns up overjoyed 2 c me - like I'd been gone 4 years or something! It was only 1 night and 2 b honest w/ u I'd had fun and didn't want 2 leave right then. She got all stroppy when I kind of fought her efforts 2 put me in her cat basket [which incidentally I can break out of]. I cried as I left and 4 all of the 5 minutes it took 2 get home. It only took this long because I kept trying 2 break out.

Week 19 Bingo and Bongo

She was furious and all hot and bothered by the time we reached home I can tell you.

 She made a bee line 4 the cat flap and locked it so we couldn't get out and gave us some bull about Big Bruv advising her 2 lock the cat flap so that I could re-settle. She got the cat litter trays back out and in the bathroom. I don't know. Something didn't feel right. Sure enough, the next morning she starts packing and it turns out she is off on a jolly 2 c her friend Tabatha in Tooting and doesn't want 2 get any calls from strangers advising that one of up has strayed!

Well! Let me tell u. Cat Mother won't b doing that again in a hurry! It took her ages 2 clean the flat and find all our little puddles of wee. Who does she think she is anyway! She wants 2 b careful. There are loads of people out there who love us. We could go anywhere we want but 4 the time being there is no need 2 b hasty. Just helps 2 keep her on her toes and now that we r all re-united she is all loved up again and has promised no visitors in June. Ooooh! Yeah!

Contractors - ugh!

Cat mother has had a number of days off whilst she has contractors come round and quote her for various bits of building work she wants done on our home.  I'm sure the improvements will be well worth it but we don't like visitors and there have been quite a few of late.

From Visitors - Not for Bingo and Bongo

If we catch them in time we're out the cat flap but there are times when we just don't quite make it and then we hide under the tv....well, we did, that was b4 cat mother changed the whole set up and got a proper tv stand.  She used to have a £10 IKEA table and that worked fine!  We can still hide behind the tele...it's just not the same as it was before...course I am ever the sucker for a bit of attention and I usually like to give it a try and see if the visitors are up for giving me a stroke...Bongo on the other hand is never seen until all visitors have gone away....

From Visitors - Not for Bingo and Bongo

Above the lean too

I've started to go up onto the balcony of the lean too but I must confess to not having worked out how to get back down again!

I have to sheepishly cry until cat mother has the heart to get me down.  She did point out though that I should learn to do this myself as she is not always gonna be around when I get stuck.  Fair point!

Other cats in the garden

Well our place is turning into quite the little cat centre.  Upstairs have added a cat flap to their balcony which overlooks our garden and 7 month old black and white Adelaide and Honey are now frequenting the garden.

Another regular is Marmite from next door and he is an enormous black cat.  

At the week-ends if it is nice cat mother has a habit of opening the doors and windows when she is in and I've noticed that all three new additions have started to come in to our home and explore and cat mother does nothing!  All I can say is that she has no right to complain if we go into other people's houses if she let's strangers into our home!

Bingo - Up by the rail station!

I must admit to giving cat mother a terrific fright!  How else am I gonna get her to understand that at 2 (14 years) I am growing into a big boy....

It all started when on the Tuesday evening, cat mother came in as per and fed us and maybe she went for a walk, I just can't remember...hold on..let's check nikeplus...no she didn't actually so she was probably online...anyway, I went out before she went to bed at 10 and by all accounts she was a little worried by this as we are both usually in for her to kiss goodnight...she began to recieve calls on her mobile but because she didn't recognise the number and the ringing was persistant she turned the mobile off.

At 2:30am Bongo began crying as I still hadn't returned home.  Cat mother awoke and tried to settle him and keep him company (online watching tv) and at 4:30am she went for her walk.  She came back at 6:30am and I still hadn't returned.

By now she'd moved on a pace and was thinking about printing some photos of me to display around the pace and even went as far as to say to Bongo that perhaps it was just the two of them from now on.  She EVEN thought about getting a replacement cat as she didn't want Bongo to grow up on his own!

Well, she had to get the 7:05 to work, made her fruit salad breakfast as usual to have on the train, and then switched her phone on.  There was a message from Nicolette advising that I'd been found and that I was safe and sound.  Cat mother promptly responded back asking whether she should get off the train and return to pick me up but Nicolette texted back to say that she had also gone to work and that someone would be in all day to look after me.  

Indeed I was kept in Nicolette's bedroom with plenty of food and away from the other 4 cats and I really quite liked it there.

Cat mother meanwhile, phoned big bruv and promptly burst in to tears because she couldn't believe I'd been found.  Big Bruv tried to reassure her and eventually she stopped crying, had a crap day at work and rushed home to get the cat box to pick me up.

Well, I don't know what all the fuss was about.  Sure I didn't want to leave when cat mother came in and I didn't jump for joy as soon as I saw her.  In fact when she tried to shove me into the cat box I cried all the way home.  Nicolette told cat mother that I'd been found up near the railway station and cat mother was not best pleased with this information.  I mean I was going up to all and sundry pleading for attention and a little help as to the right way home when Nicolette came along.  She went into a shop and then saw me outside again when she came out and thought this is not right.  She looked at the phone number on the collar and the rest is history.

Out of spite cat mother locked the cat flap as soon as I got in which meant we were back on the cat litter trays in the bathroom.  

Bingo And Bongo Kept In

We were forced to spend our time with cat mother and then alone in the flat when she went to work for 3 days as on the 2nd day she went off galavanting to see her friend Linda and Malika and didn't return until the following night.  She left us plenty of food and we left her plenty of little pools which she then spent ages clearing up along with the big spring clean which happened w/e 2nd May.  She resolved never to lock the cat flap again and we are all happy families.

The outshot of all this is that I go round to the front (main road and bus route) when I like and I often cry outside the front door to be let in.  Cat mother doesn't like this but there is nothing she can do about it.  I'm a big boy now and I need to explore.  She worries that because I am so affectionate and a flirt that it is only a matter of time before I leave her.  I say puff puff to this!  Nonsense!  As long as I'm being fed and watered there is no need for me to be going anywhere!

Hello My Loves

The one thing you can say about cat mother is that she loves us, utterly and unconditionally.  She is always cuddling us, taking photos or videoing us.  She gives us Siamese Royal Canine biscuits, Felix/Whiskers tinned food, and every now and then we get chicken, tuna and prawns.  Who could ask for more?  You may think she sounds a bit stupid (?) but if she wants to communicate with us that what she has to do!

Week 16 - Bingo and Bongo

Here are some photos of the kitty kat boys and included you can see the final day of the cat litter trays before they were washed and put in the shed.  Other than that there is Bongo and myself balancing on the wall.  We know cat mother doesn't like it when we go up there as it is the route to the "way outside and the main road" along which are "cars" but we like being nosy and exploring other peoples territory and there lies the route to the flats behind the high street of which there are many.

The Worm

We thought we'd give cat mother a break.  We've stolen so many toys that we thought it was time for something different.  Sure enough it was only a matter of time before we got back to our feral roots and Bongo brought in a worm.  Course we all new that cat mother wasn't going to stand for that once she got wind of it.  There he was, about to pull it to pieces when cat mother grabbed the brush and shovel and threw it outside into the garden.  What are you gonna do?

From Worm

Week 15 - Bingo and Bongo

Week 15 with the kitty kat boys.  During this photo set you will see where I managed to get on top of the lean too and then couldn't get back down again.  Not proud of this but cried until cat mother kind of got it?  That she had to take me down.  Got to get this sorted so will have to learn plus Adelaide and Honey, the black and white kittens (7 months) from the first floor flat will be using the roof of the lean too as a way to get in and out.  Heard cat mother muttering about a ramp being made to help them to get up and down, in and out.  A cat flap is being investigated for the kitchen door (glass) upstairs.  We are not sure how we feel about this but typically we have no say.

Birthdays - Bingo and Bongo - 11th April

Unbelievably cat mother missed our birthdays.  We are now two!

Bingo Goes Out

Here is a video of Bingo

Transcript between Cat Mother and Big Bruv

BigBruv: You up?

Sent at 04:34 on Monday

cat mother: Of course

Christopher did not receive your chat.

cat mother: Blogging

Christopher did not receive your chat.

BigBruv: How about now?

cat mother: yep

So how come's you aren't walking

BigBruv: Bad news I'm afraid.

cat mother: I'm waiting until it gets light

What

BigBruv: I'm gonna murder your cats!

cat mother: What have they done now?

BigBruv: Nuzzled at me all night
cat mother: Oh bless

They love that!

It's their favourite thing

I have to sleep on the sofa at least once a week

BigBruv: Useless moggies

This is what goes on when we are out of sight and clearly not out of mind...

Getting Acquainted with the Family - Hamish

Every now and then cat mother befriends others and insists on bringing back photos and the like for us to share.

Hamish belongs to cat mother's brother so perhaps he's a cousin or something...not sure that we'll ever meet but since there is no where else to put them they share out blog...

4 Days away from Cat Mother

This week was quite uneventful. Bingo was playing with a black glove which cat mother thought was hers and instead was just the latest in stolen toy acquisitions. Last weeks toys are below but the big monkey on the left was too big too fit through the cat flap so we had to wait for cat mother to spot it and bring it inside.

From Week 13 Cats Stolen Toys

Cat mother had the mother of all colds and whilst she is to be commended for finally clearing out the garden, all the hidey holes have gone. She was introduced to the Big Black Cat.

From The Black Cat

From The Black Cat

As her friend Annie Pannie was about to leave on Sunday, Bongo came flying through the cat flap with such precision leaving a fluffy persian tabby number clawing at the patio doors (we have magnets).

Not much use of the cat litter trays but it's still nice to know that when it's raining we don't have to go outside.

Cat mother actually didn't come home until 10:30pm on Tuesday and guessing that this was an impromptu outing, this meant that there were no lights turned on for us as it turned dark. Her guilty conscious at this and the fact that she was about to desert us for 4 days meant that we got 2 nights of her sleeping on the sofa. We love sleeping with cat mother and wish that she would let us into her bedroom and understand that the fact that we would treat the bed as a toilet prevents this but what can we do? Boy does she snore though! Still small price to pay..

From Week 14 Bingo and Bongo

And so the Lovejoy-Blacks turned up. They brought c h i l d r e n! Cat mother knows we are not into this but of course we had no say in the matter. On the day they arrived it was raining and where we wouldn't normally be out and about, with the arrival of the LJBs and on account of not having seen them for two years, we stayed outside, hovering about the lean too and miaowing whenever anyone came out to check we were o-kay. We soon discovered that the two younger ones went to bed at around 19:30 leaving the older one (we can handle a 12 year old) and parents in the living room. After a couple of days we relented and sat with JessWess who we simply love and adore. The parents aren't so bad either but what we really enjoy is waiting until they have gone to sleep on the sofa bed in the living room which just happens to house the cat-flap.

From Bingo Week 13

Oh! We have such fun coming in and out, cruching on our biscuits, chasing our tails and playing games. Course by morning we are back out again. These LJBs clearly are unsure about the "Out" rule of the bedroom and sometimes we get to sneak in there and see what's going on. Unfortunately now cat mother has cleared it out it is not as much fun as it used to be and there is now lots of strange LJB stuff in there.

Week 14 Bingo and Bongo

We hear they are heading out today and wonder when cat mother will return.

Week 11 Bingo and Bongo

Week 12 Bingo and Bongo

All I can say is that Bingo and Bongo continue to steal toys and
in the last two weeks we have acquired 7 which are in the
photo set.

Bongo has been injured twice due to fighting. Left back paw
for which I had to take to the vets and a massive welt to the
left of his anus but since he is already on anti-biotics I resisted t
he temptation to take him to the vets again.

Other than that they continue to be the greatest company
and I wouldn't change them for the world.

Week 10 - My boys

Week 10 - My boys

Bingo and Bongo in Basket

From Bingo And Bongo in Basket

Week 10 - Toys the cats brought in

From Week 10 - Toys, the cats brought in

Over-eating Bongo

I got up this morning to the most piteous of cries from Bongo. He followed me around everywhere I went and I ignored him at first.

Eventually his cries pierced thru my consciousness and I bent down to comfort him and he was just oh so stressed! So stressed! In what I associate with a mother trying to comfort a screaming child and failing, kind of way!

I was beside myself. I decided to get the next train and spend an extra 20 minutes with Bongo and Bingo and by the time I left 4 work he was still crying and I'm sure he wanted to follow me out the door! This is unusual of Bongo who is usually the more reserved and aloof of the two.

It was on my mind and thru out the day I mentioned it 2 a couple of people and suggestions back & forth were a) get a timed food tray, b) feed them once a day in the morning, c) feed them less, d) don't worry - cats are sick sometimes, and so on.

Neighbours do call me though questioning the fact that they are out and about and sometimes letting me know that they are eating chez them! I don't want to encourage this so I have to make sure there is food out for them at all times. How can I put them on a diet? Bingo is slim and I would suggest the more active of the 2 with a higher metabolism and needs to eat! (I suspect he is the one making friends of the neighbours as he is the ultimate attention seeker). I digress...

I rushed home and was greeted by both cats as I usually am and as if nothing was wrong. My strong reserve ended very quickly when the 3 of us entered the kitchen. I put the kettle on 4 tea and went to change into my walking gear and when they realised that was all that was happening the "screaming" began and it just gets into your very skull until U CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!

I relented. The two empty bowls were now filled with Whiskas fish pouches and the reigning quiet that followed as they munched their way through yet another meal was more than welcome

3 more toys

Cats Stolen Toys - Week 9

I guess if there is one thing I have learned this week is that just because toys may belong to someone else, does not mean they are dirty, rotten, nasty as I had previously suspected.

Other pets toys do however demand inspection before they become a permanent fixture Chez Ufot!

BingoAndBongo - Week 9 2009

Even More Bingo and Bongo

Bingo and Bongo some more

More photos of Bingo and Bongo

Bingo and Bongo February 2009 3

Dirty Nasty Toy - 2

From Dirty Nast Toy 2

Yet another toy brought in by my beauties...

Filthy nasty disgusting cat toy - binned

Description inspired by Scissor Sister

Filthy nasty disgusting cat toy

Why do cats feel the need to bring in filthy nasty disgusting presents from outside!

Bingo and Bongo loving their king prawns

Bingo and Bongo at 20 months

Bingo and Bongo are just so incredibly photogenic I simply can't resist taking photos of them.

Nothing particular exciting has happened this week. The plumber came round and replaced the washer on the pipe feeding the cistern and of course they fled to the cover of the TV, both under and behind. It was all too much for Bingo though and never one to miss an opportunity for some petting, he soon came out and made himself known.

I've just recieved another phone call from a neighbour who has Bingo. Bingo has eaten a plate of catfood and the neighbour is ok about this and just wanted to be sure that Bingo wasn't missing. What am I gonna do with him! He is always looking for new friends!

Bongo meanwhile is keeping close to home repeatedly coming to me for hugs and kisses....

Thought I'd have fish tonight and there were loads of prawns so I cut some up and came them to my beauties and I tell you what, the way they attacked those prawns you would think they had never been fed...I'm obviously going to have to up the ante here if I'm now competing with my neighbours for their company....and who was it said that cats were so selfish....

Bingo and Bongo loving their king prawns

Bingo and Bongo - 1 and a half years

Well, I finally got a cat flap fitted in the end cos two boys in the flat day in day out getting bigger and being restricted was all getting a bit much more than we could bear.

I have been through phases where I think, was I wise to do this, to get two cats which restrict my ability to go and see friends and stay with them but they are so adorable and such wonderful company that I always come round to a more positive way of thinking.

They love it when I'm in and rarely go out. If they do they are back within minutes and when I'm on the old laptop, they are in the radiator bed nearest to me sleeping, fighting away.

As I wonder around the flat, the smaller one, Bingo, has a habit of trailing my every foot step and gets into these fits where he miaows and miaows until I can't stand it anymore and coming round from my sub-conscious, reach to either pick him up and fling him over my shoulder or just bend down and give him loads of attention which soon has him purring and writhing on the floor. He is a funny one. He can just be near me and start purring.

They are still not allowed in my bedroom as there penchant for want to piss on anything blanket like, duvets, towels, flannels, blankets, remains.

I still have the cat litter trays in the bathroom which are being used less and less but I am at odds as to know when I can get rid of them for good. I can say however, that they use them less and less but do like pooing in them for some reason, often coming in from outside especially for this purpose.

I came in one day this week to find Bingo on his own in the flat and the kitchen door shut which meant that the 3 stools up against the kitchen door had somehow fallen down and Bongo was locked in with food and litter trays. Both were crying piteously and were delighted to be re-united with both myself and each other. It took me quite a while to quieten them down!

Here are some recent photos of my two beauties.

BingoAndBongo