Only a Month to Go...

Greetings, Fellow Felines (and C-a-n-i-n-e-s and Humans too)!

Yes, there's only a month to go now before my Human begins her pre-retirement leave and can spend all her time with Moi! But I don't even have to wait that long, because now She's off work for the whole of Sukkot. That means, if you take into account that She was home Friday and Shabbat as well, that I get to enjoy her services She gets to enjoy my company all day, for eleven whole days. This evening, the whole Family (including my human uncle, who has come over from England for the holiday) will be eating at her Daddy's home, in the sukkah in the garden. At least - that's the plan, only the sky has gone a funny colour and there's a smell of rain in the air. 
Whatever happens, there is sure to be a substantial Kitty Bag. I hope her stepsister has made the Moroccan-style fish she does so well...

Now, I must show all you Kitties (and Woofies and Humans also) what a lovely sun-puddle I found the other day. 

In case you were wondering, my charming porcelain companion in this picture is called Dorothea. She has fourteen sisters. But it's not the same as having feline company. Mummy still hasn't made up her mind about getting a new little kitty to come and share our home. She says she'll think about it once she starts her pre-retirement leave. We haven't had a sign from Pixie - Mummy thought she would whisper in her ear  - so now she wants Me to help her decide.

I really don't know what to do, Kitties. I change my mind by the minute. What do you think?

Home Cooking

Greetings, Fellow Felines (and C-a-n-i-n-e-s and Humans too)!

My Human had all her family plus a couple of Strangers round for a buffet supper last night. She brought the two Strangers into the bedroom where I was hiding behind the curtain to introduce us, and they tried to stroke Me - but I wouldn't let them. I don't like it when lots of people come here. It gets very noisy and I get frightened. I wasn't always a Scaredy-Cat. I don't know why that changed. I usually don't like being shut in the bedroom, but I was glad this time when Mummy shut the door so they couldn't get in.

Mummy promised me some tasty treats from all the lovely food she made  - but I wasn't sure if I could believe her, because the day before yesterday, before she went to supper at her Daddy's house, she promised to bring me a Kitty Bag and then she forgot all about it! And that's not the first time she's forgotten either!

But I needn't have worried. Almost as soon as the last guest had gone, she served up my supper - lovely, home-cooked salmon, in a delicate sour cream sauce. She prepared  it herself! Fancy Feast is fine for day-to-day purposes, but for holidays and festivals, like Shavuot, you can't beat Home Cooking. Yummy!

But she's still trying to poison me, Fellow Felines (etc.). Those anti-worm pills the V-E-T left with her that I told you about in my last blog - she keeps trying to sneak them into my food. Not the salmon, because she knows I would identify them at a glance, since the salmon is flaky, but in my Fancy Feasties (Tender Liver and Chicken paste - it's easier to disguise the ground-up pills in a paste). Well, I don't fall for that trick so easily. Does she think I was born yesterday???  Forget it, Mummy - just keep the salmon coming :-)

Preparing all that food and then hosting so many guests and, especially, cleaning up after they've gone, can be utterly exhausting, Fellow Felines (etc.). And I was really exhausted - so here I am, taking a rest.

Have a lovely week!