Excalibur and Quinevere.

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What silly names for cats! I much prefer their usual names Skall and Quin. Well these two are brother and sister, they came as a set, like Bubbles and Sway but younger. My people say they are the most ‘aloof’ (whatever that means) because they have had a good life from a very young age. Skall is the silver Tabby and Quin is the white odd eyed cat. They are both 9 years old now, and don’t really show their age much.

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These two like me the least! I can understand with Quin, she is partially blind so perhaps a bigger happy barking doggy would be scary. Skall on the other hand is the monster cat. He is the ‘top dog’ of the house. A mean lean fighting machine, he has been known to escape the house, walk across the road, find their cat and beat it up in it’s own garden, to return happily and go to sleep in his basket.

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He sits on top of the kitchen cabinets and stares at you. It is a little bit creepy if I am honest. Them big golden eyes all scary and big. He is a fussy eater too! I love food ALL the time, but he decides that one day he doesn’t want chicken and wont eat his food. He wants fish instead, and he wont eat anything till you get him that fish. I think that is a little rude, the people are nice giving us tasty things, we should love them for it. Not turn our little posh noses up and walk away.

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Quin likes to sit in one of them snood thing and hiss at anything that goes past (especially me).

(She also looks a bit like a demon in some photo’s)

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I like Bubbles better he is nicer to me.

(Note from Human)

These were the only two cats we have had from kittens and by gum you can tell they aren’t rescues. They are the King and Queen of our own little house, and they do let you know. Skall has more than once got out of the house and beat up neighbors cats, so we made the decision to make them all house cats who go out on a lead in the garden every now and then.

Quin … well she is just Quin. Loves a bum scratch and a chin tickle, and is never frightened of fireworks or lightening. She likes to play with the shapes and shadows whilst sitting in the window. It must be to do with the fact she can’t hear the noises properly, seeing as everyone else is scared.

Quin and Skall we love you even if you seem to just about tolerate us.

x

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Lady Heyes

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Over this weekend two of my people and I went to a crafty/old things centre called Lady Heyes. It is a pretty little place a while away from our house in the car (as I know know the metal box is called). There is a caravan park not to far away so you get to meet lots of different people and lots of different doggies. Though in this instance we only met one doggy who wasn’t too fond of me so we shall say no more of that!

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We had a mosey round at all of the oddments, which took a blooming long while! I tell you my people can look at things for far too long sometimes.

There were all sort of things, tea cups, watches, jewelry, mirrors, picnic baskets, cushions, ornaments … all sorts to be honest. Though not many dog friendly things.

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There was a nice cushion though and my people bought it for me to go in the car so I can have a kip on car journeys and have something to put my head on. I am a pampered pooch you know.

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It is quite fun to get sniffing in to all of these things, especially some of the old furs (my people don’t like them much) but I loved the smell of them.

There were baskets, and cake shops and a record shop and all sorts. I was loved and cuddled and fussed and even kissed! by quite a few different people.

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As you can see I do love to meet new friends.  After looking around for a few hours we stopped off at the chip shop to grab some grub! I am not normally allowed chips but I stole a little piece and make a stupid face. Who takes a photo of some one when they are eating? The horror!

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Anyway, it was nice and a little bit different. I like being able to go to places with my people, I don’t like being left alone, it is boring.

(Note from Human)

It is a great place to go to if you are into your vintage things or just cake. The only place that dogs aren’t allowed is the cafe which I guess I can understand. Still it is a nice place to go for an afternoon.

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Jealous

Why do cats get all the boxes? I know boxes are a cat thing, but for once in a while I’d like to sit in a box.

Perhaps it will make them like me more if I start sitting in boxes too.  Skally is king of the cats and has all the boxes first. It’s not fair.

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Well I rebelled against it and stole that box! For dog kind! We like boxes too, especially ones you can just fit your bum in. They make nice chew toys and good hiding places.

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Though I had to give it up eventually, it was too small for me to sleep in. I tried though, I will just have to keep to sitting in them and ripping them apart and eating the pieces. Who says dogs can’t like boxes?

x

Blackberry Picking

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Is is officially the end of summer basically and the blackberries are out in force!

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I don’t really like blackberries to be honest, strawberries are an altogether different thing though. But my people didn’t take me strawberry picking, they took me blackberry picking.  So we walked down our usual route till we found the ‘bestest spot ever’, according to them.

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We stopped, dropped our stuff ans starting picking. What I learned is that people seem to be hurt by the plants, I stuck my face in them like usual and they didn’t do a thing!  Does any other doggy get stung by nettles? I know my ear fluff gets caught in the brambles and I have to bark to let my people know, so that they can come and untangle me.

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Well I had fun running around and playing with the cut grass. My people picked a whole tub full of blackberries, their hands got covered in pink stuff

+and so did my leg! I was pink for a little bit, till they washed it off. I don’t really want to be pink, I’d like to be white please.

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Bath Time

Seeing as I haven’t been for a big outing in a while, I have somehow managed to go without a bath for two weeks. Hahaha people, how did you not notice?

But yesterday my person picked me up for a cuddle, and had to put me back down again with a funny look on her face.

I have been brushed every couple of days or so, so my fluff is lovely and pretty, just a little pongy.

My person called it “cheesy feet” because my little doggy feet smell. Personally I am quite fond of the cheesy, foot smell, you should smell my dad’s socks. They are fabulously cheesy!

Enough with the cheese I am getting hungry.

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(Look at me, no matter what face I made my person was determined to make me clean!)

I was kidnapped by my person and plonked quite ungracefully in the bath. I get showered and then the shampoo appears. It is all smelly and frothy, and squishy, it gets rubbed all over to make my fluff nice and my feet smell pretty.

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 After a long rinse to get the soap out of the fluff. I get to jump out of the bath and run madly round the house as my people try to catch me towel dry me.

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(I really want to escape from the bathroom)

I like to dry myself on the carpet. Carpet is great for drying yourself on.

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Eventually they catch me and the brushes and the little blowy metal thing appears (the people call it a hairdryer). It is a monster of undoggy proportions.  Still it is warm and means that I get dry quickly, which is better when it is colder because I don’t freeze.

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After the hair drying I am brushed and then set loose on the world as a little fluffy monstrosity, me and my fluff are coming to get you. x

Boring

I have had such a boring week this week! We haven’t been anywhere different or anything fun.

Yes  I have had my favorite chews, and tripe sticks and the cats are nice enough to be around, (Bubbles is warm and fluffy), but I do wish my people could be here all the time.  What else can you do when they aren’t around?

My people have been working a lot this past week, I still get my walkies and I am still fed and played with, I just miss them a bit too much. They are my people I love them.  I show them I love them by wedging my head in between their legs till they cuddle me.

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 They did promise that we’d go out this weekend though 😀

Verdin Park

After all these outing this weekend my people decided to relax a bit and just take me to our local park, I haven’t been for ages!  So pop down the road along the main road. I have to behave here and walk along side my person, or I get told off. Something to do with cars and me being squished, but lets not think of that.

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Then up on to the walkway above all of the cars. The park is on a big hill so you can watch the little people down below.

Anyway we walked along the walkway and on the left are a set of steps. A big set of steps, I had to bloody well jump up every step as though it was a hurdle! My person should have carried me, that is what they are for right?

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So up the steps and along quite a cute little path with benches (for the people tired from walking up them steps!) , and up and along.

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You get to quite a good field where you can have a run and a play. We met two big Weimaraner doggies, which I had a good little play with but I wasn’t to happy when one stepped on my tail and pulled out some fluff! That is my fluff we are talking about, why would they do such a thing. I wouldn’t play after that, the insult!

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When they had left, I had a ‘mad half hour’ as my people call it. Basically I have a thing about running wildly in circles around my person. It is just sooooooo much fun to feel the wind in your fluff. I mean look at that photo, doesn’t it seem great to you!

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We walked past some big guy, he was green and funny looking. I am told he was and old man that did some stuff for the town. Supposedly he brought  a human vets to town. Why you’d make a pretend him I don’t know. People are funny things.

Then it was back down the other side of the hill to the main gates of the park. (Aren’t they pretty?) There were that many flowers I had to have a sniff and a little wee (I bet the gardens don’t like me now).

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It was out the gates and back home after that. I did enjoy my day, and fortunately there was no lasting damage to my tail fluff.

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Ed

Contrary to popular belief (don’t I sound posh?) Ed is actually a girl AND I am actually a boy. I wish people would stop telling me I am a pretty girl, it does knock a boys confidence you know.

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Anyway Ed is a girl; a grumpy, skinny, sassy girl.  She has a right attitude on her, and she eats soooooooo much for a skinny cat! If I ate that much I’d be a chubby puppy. She isn’t too fond of me but I like to sniff her bottom, it smells quite good in a morning I do tell you.

A tabby cat with a little white chin, I must admit she is a pretty little thing.

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She wont play though no matter who tries; person or doggy, she wont play. She also has a really annoying meow, it isn’t really a meow more like a grouch? drawl? croak? I can’t describe it really. She was the most recent addition to the family before I came along, and was found not far from where we live I am told.

I like Ed but She doesn’t like me!

(Note from Human)

Ed was found at the back of a Chinese takeaway about 1/4 of a mile from our house.  She lived with the black bin bags and ate from them. A friend of ours found her and asked if we could take her. With 6 cats already we thought it might be a stretch but as soon as we saw her we just couldn’t say no.

She was named after a rescue cat from the Mann Cat Sanctuary (website here http://www.manncat.com/)

Little Ed was a female one eyed tabby who still got around and loved life, although sadly that was a few years ago and I believe she has passed on. After seeing the ‘Chinese cat’ and looking at how familiar they looked, we knew what we had to call her.

She is a strange little thing. She is so tiny, no matter how much she eats. She will not play if you are watching and she hates her feet being touched. But the saddest bit of them all is that she likes black plastic bin bags. If we leave one out waiting to put something in it, or even if there is a full one about, she will sit on it and go to sleep. No matter what baskets or cushions or beds, she will choose to sit on the bin bags. They must be a comfort to her, a little quirk she can’t let go form her past life. She knew they were a safe place and one where she could find food; the poor little thing.

Now she is as ‘happy as a clam’ and loves to be with you. You can shout her name and she will purr, she just wants to sit next to you and appreciate your company.

Ed you are odd but we love you.

x

New Basket!

I forgot to tell you! When I went for a trip to Chester , I  came back with a brand new, posh and comfy, basket just for me!

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My old one has been given to the cats to nap in; high up on their units in their room. But mine is a nice red basket to mach the living room! I also got a new leather lead, though to be honest I don’t know how long it will last; lets us see if I get a taste for leather! it is all red and shiny and supposedly matches my red harness. It is for my ‘dog about the town’ days. I prefer the basket to the lead. Did I tell you it was comfy.

Pop to Chester

My youngest person recently went to Chester for her driving theory test.

We went via train, which is a big horrible metal box which makes horrible noises and wobbles horribly and there are horrible smelly people, and it is big and scary. I didn’t want my photo taken on the train and my people were trying to console me a little. Either way when we got off I was okay.  We walked to the test centre and dropped of the youngest and went off for our walkies along the Chester canal.

P1050550At first it was all very urban and not the prettiest of walks, but as long as my legs  are moving I don’t mind.  There were also a lot of cyclists, my person got angry with a lot of them for not using their bell and warning her of their existence, (She isn’t polite when I am in danger).

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There were some lovely houses we got to right on the bank of the canal, they had little boats moored outside, and we waved to the people in their garden as we walked past.

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So we sat and waited with bated breath.

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So it was on to lunch and a mini picnic in Grosvenor Park in the middle of the city.

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I have never been before and neither had the youngest person so we were amazed to find an abundance of squirrels. I was very good and I didn’t chase one at all!

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I don’t like the sneaky things. But when I was told to sit and watch and sat and watched.

Eventually one the food was gone and we were ready to go I was allowed to bark at one of them.

Then it was on to the wall! There is a big wall in Chester you can walk across, with the youngest person never having been on it and me neither. My oldest decided it would be nice to have a look. P1050592

P1050594The view was quite nice especially with it being a quiet day in Chester, I was asked if I would like to continue our walkies ( Below is the face I made).

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We had a walk around and my people had a little shop around. Being cute and fluffy as long as they asked I was let into quite a few shops!

Some I had to be carried round in but I didn’t mind.

After a very long day it was back to that horrible box. But really it wasn’t that horrible I even got my own  seat this time and I had a kip on the way home.