Dixie, our PJ lookalike, relaxing in our woodland garden ...

 She has to show off!

Err, Dixie, that belongs to the birdies.  Personally I am a good cat and no longer chase the birds.  Our woodland garden is very calming ...

Hoilday Home - Day 15

Very hard to be Head of the Joey Gang in a Holiday Home full of cats. Am ensuring PJ understands - I sit behind the armchair by the lounge door and wait - then I pounce! Damn well annonying because he bounds after me - thinks I'm playing. I AM NOT! Am attempting to be firm and ensure he knows his place. Is NOT working.

Am very frustrated in the evening.

Through the Night

PJ the Stray slept on the bed all sodding night - pah. I risked jumping on to see Mum - my purpose to show PJ that Mum is MINE not his. But ...

PJ made the mistake of wandering into the bathroom - my basket is in here - I crept out ... made him jump .. PJ jumped in the bath tub ... I had indeed got him cornered, ha-ha-ha. I sat there. Let him have an uncomfortable night. Was very happy.

What a whino!!! He moaned and moaned and moaned AND stratched at the bath tub. Dad rescued him and told me nicely I was naughty.

What is it with this place!? PJ came into my home.

PJ the Stray Cat

You know, PJ is making himself rather at home - OK, so he is gonna live with us.... Oh, something about not having a mummy. Better not think he can have mine.
I went off to my basket and mum popped in to fuss me - well, I was so angry I swiped her - and got told off. I don't like to upset Mum but did continue with my angry stare at her.

OK, so yesterday I promised I would be a good cat ...

Damn me if Mum didn't go in and fuss PJ - who laid on my Mum's bed!! Well, I was sooo angry and grumped so Mum could hear.

Did calm down though. Thought better apologise so nipped into the lounge for a purr and snuggle with Mum. Mum seemed happy so I buggered off ..

PJ the Stray Cat

I was in a right huff last night. I'd got to bed but heard PJ the Stray so knew he was in my home. I wasn't pleased! Damn cat wanted to play and did some sort of playful pouce. Well, frightened me to death - had to run, err, I mean, nip off behind the sofa.