Pics n Pop

Popeye isn't too well. A bit under the weather. Plenty of tlc for him:o)
Where ever there is a box, there's a cat!! Popeye, in this case:o) No doubt seeking a bit of peace and quiet.

LooLoo

Bart, Henry and Tinks....waiting for nosh!!

If we look cute, will you feed us NOW?


Spooky. She was in a good mood, actually:o)

Trevor

Nearly came home with mog no 13 the other day.

We parked up in a supermarket car park and this little black cat sidled up to me, miaowing away..obviously hungry. 

Arghhhh!!

So, softy here picks him up and puts him in car.  

He is a friendly little thing...and has huge balls for one so little!!    I have an inkling that he isn't lost, just hankering after some grub and attention.

What to do?  Anyway, before I take him home and put a 'Found' ad in the local post office,  I spot a house and wonder if this is his home?  Yes it is. 

A few minutes later, cat returned to owner.  I reckon he (Trevor - who is, apparently, a bit naughty) was a tad pissed off.  Apparently, he has been snipped, so God knows how big they were pre-op?  lol

Jimmy still has the moves!!

Mother's cat, Jimmy, is settling in.

He is used to lording it. Being the centre of attention, etc  Pre-mother it seems he had a crap life, so he deserves a bit of attention.

Well. This week we have let the mogs explore the rest of the house. Never seen Jimbob move so fast, chasing Honeypot....up the stairs. Ahhhh....the old lad still has it in him:o)

Mother, meanwhile, seems to spend half her time blubbing about how guilty she feels letting him go. Guiltfest! Meanwhile, the old lad is having a whale of a time. No telling Mother, though. She will not listen.     Jimbob SURELY must be missing her? Ha!!! In your dreams!!

More gratuitous piccies of nice moggies.

Honey...who likes to watch the iMac...she follows the mouse:o)

Tinks.....what you looking at?!!!  She always looks so cross but really is the opposite....and blummin' hyper!!

Megan...chilling out...at last!!  Note the cuddly teddy bear.  The sofa (not my style at all) came with the house.  Won't fit through the door, unless it's chopped up...so it stayed put!

Olive, being all regal:o) Henry VIII lording it in the background!   The chair is one that Mother donated so I can sit down AND get up again.....'cos of me arthriticky joints.  

Don't think Honeypot approves of being photod while eating! Waaah!!