Hi – it’s a beautiful Sunday sunny morning though my internal clock is a bit out this morning.

We’ve already had a small skirmish on the doorstep between Humphrey and one of the intruders.  I think the activity is dying down… a little!  Though we never know when one of the outside cats is going to turn up…

Last night as we were watching TV I glanced through the living room window to see these two little ears rise up followed by a cheeky face!  Yesterday I had to scram one cat by remote control shouting through my bedroom window.

I’ve been watching Zoo Days on channel 5 at 6.30.  On Friday the little lion cub left to go to a new home in Besancon in France.  It was so funny watching the same behaviour as Humphrey shows.  A rather larger scale though.

I felt so sorry for the keeper who’d hand reared the cub.  He must have had to steel himself when he said goodbye.  My friend who had her cat put to sleep last month is still in pieces about it.  Since she lives alone, I guess that going home is more difficult now without that welcome. 

Ah well – didn’t mean to be gloomy but they get under our skin and into our hearts don’t they these cats.

We’ve had a fun week… with black and white cats.

Although I usually talk about Humphrey, we do have two cats, the other being a black she by the name of Portia. (named by my lawyer niece)

Portia is beautiful but temperaments.  Now 15 we discovered recently that she’s almost completely deaf.  Which accounts for the fact that her miaow has become very loud and rather harsh.  It’s like have the volume up high on the television!

I told you before about Humphrey fighting and over the last couple of months we’ve seen new cats around the garden.  All black and white.  We finally worked out there were 3 separate cats, all with collars who seem to belong to families down the other end of our street.

Well these 3 cats have been haunting us for the last week.  We finally decided that it was because of Portia.  Which is spectacularly stupid of them because she’s an OAP, skin and bone, deaf and she was neutered at 6 months.

At times we been chasing all 3 cats at the same time out of the garden so she can have a bit of peace under her favourite bush.  Humphrey meantime has taken to skulking in the middle of the thickest shrubs he can find.  No dashing out to save her!

Roll on the day when she supposedly no longer on heat!

It’s raining as I write this.  A lot.  As it did last night.

So what is it about cats and being wet?  Whenever I want Humphrey to give me a rub round the legs what I get is the cold shoulder.  Until he’s wet and then it’s a different story…

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After writing about what a lovely life he had last week, Humphrey has not had the best of times this week.

On Monday I noticed his eye was closing up and he slept a lot.  As the week progressed I realised that he’d been fighting because scar tissue was forming on the top of his head and his fur was matted.  On Thursday whatever was there burst and horrible smelling pus oozed out.  Yuk.

So Friday we had a trip to the vet.  Now I don’t mind going to the vet.  It’s a lot of fun watching the owners though of course I always feel sorry for the animals.  It’s a much more sociable outing than going to the doctor.

This time we had the pleasure of listening to two very vocal Siamese.  Very loud, very annoyed and very persistent.

Humphrey meanwhile sat in his box and sulked.  Ten minutes with the vet and he was minus some fur (amazing that he didn’t savage the vet at that point) and stuffed with anti-biotic and anti-inflammatory injections.

I was minus £50.  Ah well I love him really. 

All I have to do now is get two pills down his throat every day… and keep him in.  Impossible.  The keeping him in that is.  My strategy is to let him out for ten minutes before I feed him.  Then disappear so he won’t harrass me to go out.

We’ll see.