Hallo, Effurryone!
Caspurr here - the King of the Tigger-Tabbies!
We know it has been quite a while since our last bloggie-post and we are effur so sorry. We hope you will all fur-give Us, but, you see, We have been furry busy looking after Mummy, who had an attack of flu and was feeling furry miserable and sorry fur herself. So We had to cheer her up, and keep her warm with snuggles. And effurry so often, I would give her my Special Treat - a Head Massage with my raspy little tongue - while Trixie would sit on her feet to make sure she didn't move around too much because that might increase her fever, as effurry kitty knows. While Trixie and I were busy doing this, Shimshi would carry out some New Mischief, to keep Mummy entertained, because, after all, it's furry boring for Humans to be lying in bed all the time. Shimshi also did his share of snuggling with Mummy, of course, just as Trixie and I did.
Here, you can see Shimshi and Me demonstrating how We snuggled up with Mummy and kept her all Warm and Cosy:
And here, Dr. Trixie and I are having a Consultation about how best to treat Our Patient:
You can tell, can't you, how carefully Dr. Trixie is considering My Advice and Suggested Treatment Plan?
This miaowning, Mummy was already feeling much better, so there wasn't really any need to work so hard to keep her entertained, but Shimshi came up with his Best Mischief Effur - he completely chewed through the cord connecting the receiver to the telephone in the bedroom, so that the only way Mummy can use it now is by putting it on speaker.
I don't think Mummy was all that impurressed by this purr-ticular Mischief, however. She said that Shimshi was a Destructive Little Beastie.
Wasn't that Ungrateful of Her, Kitties?
