Is it Christmas yet?

I’ve tried to be very good all year but I don’t think it’s worked!
Oh dear, no-one seems to notice it’s Christmas morning!

My Christmas lights have been wrapped around my day-time house (the cold frame in the garden) for weeks!  Can you see me through the shiny lights? I’m being good aren’t I?

Do you think that Father Christmas will see that I’m trying to be a little angel?

I think it’s worked!

…. a special Christmas brekkie – of Turkey and Rabbit – delicious! Not interested in the biscuits today! Thank you Santa John.

Boy, do I need a sleep now!

Hope that Cara, Anna, Amelie, Bea, Freya and Seb all had a lovely Christmas pressie from Father Christmas as nice as mine.

Summer in my garden

I love playing around in my garden, especially when it's lovely and sunny. I like to do all sorts of things such as snoozing (the best thing), cleaning (very important when you have such long and beautiful fur like me!), chasing (a bit tiring) and most of all I like rolling and rolling until I’m dizzy.

Snoozing – in my cold frame, but only when it's cold and wet as it's too hot when it's sunny. Sian has made me a window to look out of – can you see the shape she’s made it? Who does that remind you of?
Peek-a-boo – can you see me through my cat window?

Here I am cleaning myself. I need to do this to keep my long fur looking beautiful and tidy.

 
 - and click the arrow to see the video of me cleaning myself -

I like to chase things in my garden as long as I don't have to move very far or very fast. Here you can see me playing with a moving piece of grass. Great fun until I get bored with it. Click the arrow to see the video of me playing.

But my favourite thing to do is to do rolly pollys, sometimes on the grass and sometimes on the bricks.

I like to roll and roll and roll......and stretch and stretch ......and roll again - until I get quite dizzy!

Click the arrow to see me rolling and rolling on the grass.

If you like rolling, try it on your grass too like me - it's great fun.

Enjoy your summer holidays in Cardiff, Surrey and your winter holiday in Queenstown!

May the sun shine in Somerset too so I can do lots more snoozing, cleaning, playing and rolling..................

Pretending

Freya and Bea both need nurses. Freya has her leg in a beautiful pink plaster and Bea has been poorly in hospital.

Today I have put on my nurse’s uniform and become a nurse for Freya and Bea.

Do you like my bright red cross? This means I’m a nurse.

Do you like my clean white bib?  I licked it and licked it until it was a white as snow. I’m a very clean cat, just like a nurse.

I’ll make you better Bea so you can go home from hospital to Pipnut.

I hope your leg is better soon Freya. I haven’t really broken my leg but I thought your leg looked so colourful, I wanted to have a pink leg too.

I think it looks almost as lovely as your leg - but it is a bit tight! Is your pink plaster tight?

It is also a bit itchy. Is your pink leg itchy?

I think that everyone will want a pink leg now.

Would you like a pink leg too Bea?

I expect you have some lovely big stitches on your tummy.

I would like some of those too.

So I streched myself out as much as I could and asked Mummy to draw some stitches on my tummy.

They are only pretend stitches.

How many stitches did you have Bea?

Did you have more than me?

Were they bigger?

Do you like mine?

Now I have a plaster and some stitches.

Oh dear – now I can’t open my chocolate bunnies and it’s Easter Sunday today! 

HELP!!!!

Lots of St Valentine purrs from me to all my fans

I had such a lovely sleep last night that I’m truely exhausted this morning – as you can see, I need to relax so my fur grows even longer to keep me looking beautiful.

I expect you will understand that it took a lot of energy to pose for this photo and to write these words.

But I wanted to send you all some St Valentine purrs from my lovely warm window sill.  I hope you think I look adorable surrounded by this pretty red heart.

Special purrs to Pipp-nut the hamster (affectinately called Pippi) in Surrey, Jack the cat (affectionately called Mog) in Cardiff and Bunny the rabbit in Queenstown.

I’m going to go back to sleep now. Writing this blog has been sooooooo exhausting. I think it will take me all day to recover! Bye bye, sleep tight.

Christmas knitting

I decided that I would knit some scarves to give to my friends for Christmas.

It is nearly Chrismas so I looked at all the fluffy wools that Mummy Sian had in her basket …and chose these lovely colours – that remind me of something.

Do you think that these are the most beautiful colours in the world?

When I stroke the balls of wool they remind me of my furry coat which makes me the most beautiful cat in the world don’t you think? Jack, you are the second most beautiful cat in the world of course.

Oh dear, these bendy knitting needles are so difficult to hold in my big furry paws.

I smiled sweetly at Mummy and asked her to do some knitting for me. She said she would as long as I wiped my mouth first as I had just had my tea!

So I licked my mouth and now I’m so proud of my knitting. Two furry scarves are now finished. Can you see them hanging on the chair – they are so beautiful I think they look just like me! I love rubbing against them to feel their soft fluffiness.

It’s very tiring to do so much knitting you know. I think I’ll take a rest for a while. My eyes are slowly closing.

Putting my head up-side-down helps me to sleep and look at my furry scarves at the same time.

Now to have a proper sleep on my window sill and dream of Father Christmas.

If I close my eyes very tight tonight, do you think that Father Christmas will come and visit again? Looking forward to the morning.

I hope he comes to visit you as I know how good you’ve been.

I could not believe my eyes!

The postman delivered the letters through our letter box yesterday. I saw a little heap on the door mat. I can’t pick them up as my paws are too big and fluffy.

Mummy Sian gathered the letters up and said “Ooh - there’s a postcard for you Callie. Look, here it is.”

I jumped up onto the back of the sette so I could look at it and saw there was a very pretty picture at the top and and a drawing at the bottom of a very beautiful cat. That must surely be me! I can see my pretty ears and my handsome furry tail, so yes, that’s me!

On the other side of the postcard there is a picture of a very strange ginger coloured animal.

Do you think could be me? Surely not! It looks a very funny animal to me.

I’ve seen dogs on a lead with their owners as they pass my house. But I’ve never seen one with such a funny face and long neck. Is that why he has to wear his hat over his nose?

I wonder if could it be a giraffe?

Or perhaps it’s a galloping horse that Daddy Roy likes watching on TV as he shouts lots of numbers and funny words.

I wonder who it’s from? Mummy turned the postcard over so I could read the words.

I’m pretty clever but I needed to ask Mummy to help with some of the words. The most important words I can see is my name at the top – ‘dear Callie’ (oh how lovely that someone calls me ‘dear’).

The other important words are on the bottom which say ‘luv from Anna’ and then a whole row of kisses – how many can I count? at least 8 I think (I had to count on all my paws – twice) and then a whole row of hearts. This means that Anna loves me ooooooo how lovely. I love you too Anna.

I hope you didn’t tell that big ginger creature you loved him as well as me Anna - I would be very jealous.

Thank you for sending me my very own postcard – my first, very own postcard. I’m glad you had a lovely holiday by the seaside with Cara.

Summer days

We don’t have to go to school, do we Jack because we’re cats? But Cara, Anna, Amelie and Bea will be starting school soon. Freya, Sebastian, Jowan and Tristan will go to school when they are older.

I wish I could go to school but I don’t think I’m clever enough. Are you a clever cat, Jack?

I like to think a lot, but I can’t do any writing like Cara, Anna, Amelie and Bea, who are really clever. I sit in the garden and look around and just think. I like to sit in different places to have a different sort of think. Here I am sitting on the wall looking out at the garden – having a think.

I sometimes sit in the compost heap and think . . . thoughts! I don’t know what I think about. Do you?

Sometimes I sit in the shade if it is hot – and think about not being hot.

Sometimes I like to hide in a hidey sort of place behind the plants in the garden. Can you see me hiding . . . .and thinking?

Sometimes I think in the greenhouse if it is raining. I think about the rain and watch the tomatoes and cucumbers growing bigger.

I think that’s enough thinking for now. I can feel my eyelids are closing. I’ll do more thinking tomorrow – it is very tiring to think all the time! I’m so pleased I don’t have to go to school as well.