I was checking the blog the other day and do you realise I haven’t posted by myself in three weeks? Something is clearly amiss here – or somebody is remiss – I don’t know what’s going on but someone is going to have to pay. Perhaps this fly.
Umm – I think it went over here. Anyway – you may have read that we have a new sister. Once I got over the surprise of a new cat in the house I calmed down a bit. I guess there’s room here for three of us. Eventually I will train Rose and we can gang up on Oliver. I am still not happy that Rose has claimed the top of the cat tree for herself but I think we can work things out – she really thinks she’s queen bee! Being a boy, Oliver hasn’t quite worked out what a threat a new kitten can be – he has been falling over himself in a most undignified fashion in an attempt to play with her.
I must admit that I too have been playing chasey with Rose a little – though we still go in for a bit of sisterly paw-whapping occasionally.
Here’s a shot of the three of us together. United in our quest for the fly.
Did you hear that Rose has already bagged herself a boyfriend? He’s from France – ooh-la-la! I think she’s going to tell you about him tomorrow. You know, I wasn’t allowed to have a boyfriend until I was much older than Rose – it’s just not fair!