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| Bingo and Bongo some more |
Thursday 26 February 2009
Wednesday 18 February 2009
Filthy nasty disgusting cat toy - binned
Description inspired by Scissor Sister
Why do cats feel the need to bring in filthy nasty disgusting presents from outside!
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| Filthy nasty disgusting cat toy |
Saturday 14 February 2009
Bingo and Bongo loving their king prawns
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| 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....
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| Bingo and Bongo loving their king prawns |
Sunday 8 February 2009
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.
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.
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