Thornton OK you need to look at the photo on the right. Lets get real here. The best thing to do while the beast is making it's noise is go to sleep. Peri however often decides that a bit of posing is required. He often adopts various poses to try an attract one of the owners attention. There is often lots of cooing and sympathetic noises that usually results in him being given a cuddle and taken to the owners bed for a sleep. I don't know how he has the nerve to be so brazen about it but I would never stoop that low. I often wonder if he really is Siamese?
Peri Since my fur trauma I’ve had an exciting time in one marina pretending to be a lion and I was stalking Thornton in some bushes. I didn’t catch him but I had good fun.
We’ve been on the move a lot and Thornton’s quite happy to curl up on his cushion and go to sleep but I like to know what’s going on. My owner comes downstairs ever now and then for a snooze with me and that’s a treat then when she goes back upstairs I go and pester Thornton or play with my frog for a bit. Our food has included some very smelly fish covered in oil and I'm hoping they'll do my fur good and even speed the growth to cover my patchy legs after the fly trap episode The only downside is stinky breath.
First thing this morning was the usual ritual of pinch punch and lots of fighting. I don't understand why they do this all the time.
Peri The last few days have been busy and constant movement. Thornton’s so boring. He gets up, has breakfast, goes to the litter and then sleeps until we get wherever we’re going.
I like to know what’s going on and check out the owners’ movements. Every now and then she comes down to have a cuddle with me and that’s such a treat, Thornton doesn’t know what he’s missing out on.
Fortunately they brought my nail clippers with them and boy did my claws need a trim as they were tapping on the floor boards when I walked. Now I can walk silently and Thornton doesn’t know when I’m about to pounce on him. Result!!
Thornton Boy do I feel sick. This wobbling my house for days on end is not conducive to comfortable living. Sometimes the house wobbles on its own and sometimes the noisy beast seems to wobble it. I hid under the table for two days and then tried to eat some biscuits, they didn't stay down long. Early one morning the wobbling stopped and everyone went to sleep. I don't understand these humans I was mighty thankful and was ready to do something. I had to wait for hours before we were released onto the wobbly walkways that lead to our moving house. The ignominy of being tethered to my owners is difficult to bear but I was able to trot along and get some of the new smells. We went to a meeting place for humans and they sat down while we were allowed to sniff about. Soon we were off back to the moving house and we had a great treat. The owner of another moving house near by wanted to come and stroke me. I purred, preened, and generally made myself adorable. It was obvious that she was a true cat lover, you can see it in the eyes. A good deed for the day and I felt good.
Peri Why do things always happen to me? I went to bed last night and cuddled up to whichever owner was sleeping as the other one was up stairs looking out for boats. In the morning there was a lot of screaming and the bedding and pillow cases were covered in black oil and I had oil on my back and tummy. There was a lot of discussing where the oil had come from and I think they decided that it wasn’t my fault. They tried to wash the smudges off my back but I still look spotty and they got the scissors to my tummy fur again so I have a patch missing. I’m hoping that my harness will cover the spots on my back when I go out for a walk.
Thornton was sick on the journey so I cuddled up to try and make him feel better and licked behind his ear a lot. I think he likes that. When we arrived at this new place we went up to the marina cafe and saw a dog that was smaller than us! I wonder if they’re all like that over here?