Category: Feline Thoughts
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Feline Book Review: Binky to the Resuce
Having recently reviewed the first instalment of Binky the Space Cat’s adventures, I instructed my hoomins to furnish me with the sequel, Binky to the Rescue, by Ashley Spires. Cat schools aren’t big on teaching hoomin language (frankly, the cat community is staggered that learning Cat language isn’t compulsory in hoomin schools), but I’ve picked…
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A Cat’s Tale – Part Six
The story so far: Binky is living happily with two big hoomins and two sticky-fingered little hoomins. But there are two more additions to the household on the way… So, there I was one day, dozing on the back of my armchair, keeping an eye on the world through the window, when I see my…
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Feline Book Review: Binky the Space Cat
My hoomins often seem to be almost as interested in ‘books’ as me, which I have never really understood until now. In fact, I have only just worked out what a book is, now that one of my hoomins has bought Binky the Space Cat for me. A lady hoomin called Ashley Spires has evidently…
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The Perils of Feline Beauty
<Sigh> When a cat is as handsome as me, sometimes it’s hard to avoid the glare of the paparazzi.
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A cake? For little ole me?
Today my hoomins celebrated an important anniversary by baking me a lovely cake; I have been the subject of their adoration for a year now. (Apologies for the shaky photograph – I think the hoomin behind the camera must have been trembling with excitement.)
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A Cat’s Tale – Part Five
The story so far: Binky Mackenzie has recovered from his accidental, over-zealous-grooming-induced, defenestration. But his house is about to change shape again… One of my hoomins disappeared after a while, to be replaced by a taller one that liked to dance; or rather, that liked to make me dance. Initially I was not over the…
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When you’re a cat, every day is caturday
Recipe for a happy cat: mix equal parts cushion, warmth, and a view of the outside world. Leave in the sun for 12-18 hours.
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A Cat’s Tale – Part Four
The story so far: Binky Mackenzie has found a nice home in the suburbs, but his adventures are far from over… My house stayed the same for a while, which was nice, but things are always changing; this morning, for example, I found an interesting smell behind a door that I’m sure never used to…
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“Running to the swings, running away from Satan…”
I don’t really understand why, but one of my hoomins (who I don’t see much of lately) is doing a lot of running. Perhaps she’s running away from a big rotten dog. Anyway, she seems to want other hoomins to pay her to do this running – maybe she’s a bit too loud for those…