Christmas catkins

Cats hate a camera. Especially when they know it will eradicate their features

Brownie says, do not wear loud clothing

Spent a very nice Christmas morning with the cats. Only got cuffed once and that was by a nervous cat called Brownie. She is a real sweetie but couldn't help getting scared at the sound my waterproofs make. Wearing head-to-toe waterproofs is very noisy, but it remains essential due to the fact that I spend most of my time on my hands and knees cleaning up cat turds!

I also fell in love with a little cutie who snuggled up on my lap for ages. She's tiny but with big eyes and a big nose. If Miss Marple didn't hate cats, I'd have brought the little urchin home with me.

Secret Santa

Sexy Cliff

Cat fur paw

Sore knobbed potato

Super-cool bollock

The severed head

The annual Secret Santa at Roxburgh Road threw up yet another impressive batch of finely crafted gifts.

A Jay and the cheese

I've been very slack at doing this blog. I will try and put some good pictures of my antics up soon. But for now I will just say that the cheddar cheese I put in the garden was a huge hit. This time Miss Marple didn't sneakily eat it and then be immediately sick on the stairs. No, this time a lovely big jay swooped down and tucked in. What a treat!

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