Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Two Growing Girls
by admin - 21:32 on 14 May 2013
Squirrel James says he can't read the blog any longer because he gets too upset by tales of kitten carnage. The wuss.
I'd much prefer that they stuck to a diet of Felix chunks and James Wellbeloved biscuits but unfortunately instinct can't be denied. At least it's only Pandora who leaves occasional gifts for us, although both have developed great lizard-catching (but not killing) skills.
The latest dazed reptile was retrieved from beneath the feline water fountain this morning where it had been besieged by The Fearless Ones after escaping from The Jaws Of Death. Earlier, the ever-optimistic pair had considered a pincer movement against Mr Pheasant but abandoned the attempt when they thought better of it. Pandora still has a scar from a great tit – a pheasant's beak could do even greater damage.
But time passes. Some time next month they'll be a year old and kittens no longer – just pampered and over-indulged cats. How we'll mark their birthday has still to be decided. Does anyone know where we can find feline party hats?
Back in September they could barely see out of The Kittenry window
Marten Update: Pine martens are playing hard to get, this year – halfway through May and I've still not seen one in the garden in daylight. I was spoiled by last year's April sighting, which was an anomaly. My Flickr records for the last three years show that martens began to be seen in daylight on May 14 or 15. Maybe tomorrow.
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