Wednesday Wildlife Watch

The mighty hunter lurks on his viewing platform, waiting for the misguided feathered beings to fly into the Catio. 

Or is Papu just asleep?

Snoozy Saturday

We've had a busy week, watching flocks of birdies on the feeder outside. Plus of course the squirrels are constantly teasing Papu. Personally, I just let the fluffy-tailed red ratties chuckle away as much as they want, while I snooze away from the comfort of Äiti's bed. 

Please enjoy the jigsaw while I continue to nap. Clickety click.

Watching Over Us Wednesday

Jaava made sure the Felocrats (and Äiti) watched the funeral of Queen Elizabeth II, and took pride of place herself.

Saturday Squish

 Seppo makes himself comfortable. Äiti has to hold her breath.

His bitey is not quite healed fully, so Seppo is still in the bedroom with me. We are both pretty demanding in the early hours of the morning - this is as good a time to feast as any so Äiti is getting used to filling our bowls at 3am. 

For the jigsaw, we present Papu's sleepy from Wednesday all artified - but you have to click here for it. Enjoy.

Weary Wednesday

Seems like a certain young mancat is quite tired after all the tormenting from the local squirrels. 

 

Tardy Saturday

We have finally whipped Äiti into shape, and here is our post. Following the last post, she dug out a lovely picture of Stran and Aila - our Queen and the God Emperor. GOne but never, ever forgotten.

For a slightly artified jigsaw, clickety click!
 

A British Reflection

An era has ended with the passing of Queen Elizabeth II, and I find myself surprisingly affected by it. I'm not a monarchist, and certainly not a proud Brit as my politics is not suited to Brexit, nor what I still regard as conservative imperialism. However, a promise made by a young woman in 1947 and kept until her death, yesterday, just makes me very proud to have been an Elizabethan. Despite all the crazy and tragic developments in the world, she was indeed steadfast and strong, and still very, very human. 

Much will be written, and memes will be made - and I include one with Paddington which is so touching. 

If you have not seen the video of Paddington taking tea with the Queen, just click here - it is priceless.

My own thoughts have gone back to Britain too. I have not, in 14 years, felt homesick but perhaps I am now somewhat nostalgic. Last year I lost my own British queen, Aila. Thet hit hard. The Britcats are no more, but always remembered. 

These photos were taken while I was packing the house to move here. 

Stran, and Aila.

Harris, most gentle of cats.

Lewis, shy and so sweet.

Monty, the grumpy old mancat who gave me all his love.