My cats suffer from the clima changes. Since I complained that there is no global warming anymore we are now sitting or better laying in a heat wave ! From 12 ° (57) we jumped to 30°C (86 F) and it will even become warmer said the weatherman !

The first day, Arthur enjoyed the warm weather and warmed up his "old" bones on the hot tiles of the patio

But after a day he already preferred the shade

Joined by Rosie they play "dead"

Rosie likes to sit in the bushes and watch what is going around ! If ever a cat dares to cross the garden she jumps out on him or her and the poor visitor nearly gets a heart attack. But then she quickly turns around and hides because she is everything else but not a hero !

When it becomes really too warm for Arthur he offers me this view

Rosie returns in her bushes and eats grass, she says that it's very good for her stomac.

Unfortunately she doesn't eat enough so that I could use her as a lawnmower.






It is a shame ! Yesterday summer started officially and I had to put the heating on ! It was too cold to hang sit around. Outside the thermometer shows 12°C (54 F) !!

Therefore I proposed Arthur to put on my winter scarf, hat and gloves

he thought it over for a while but then

decided to sleep on the heating, which he thought was more practical.

Rosie was shocked when she looked at the thermometer ! Impossible to go outside

and on top of it, it rains ! Before she fell into a deep nap, she just did some fur cleaning.

Even Kim who is always outside thought that this is really too much for a start in the summer and decided to join Pookie for a nap.

We all regret that there is no Global Warming anymore, but clima changes !




I have to complain bitterly about my cats ! Instead of amusing me, since I am back, they are boring !

Look at that lazy Arthur, he even sleeps like a fakir not on nails but nearly ! And when he is not sleeping inside he now has discovered a new place outside the bathroom window

and I got a shock when I entered the room and saw a white ghost sitting there

Rosie is not better. Instead of chasing Arthur around and make me laugh, she sits up on the sofa and sleeps all day. I woke her up with a little gift, a new mouse as the once she had are all used up.

I have to buy green once, don't ask me why, Miss Rosie loves green. And what did she do, she bit a little in it and then dropped it on the floor and that was it !

Pookie should get an award for the laziest cat in the world. 24 h she lays on Mr. G's bed and only wakes up to do a little grooming.

I ask myself, why do I have cats ?






We arrived at 1.30 am on Saturday fom Morocco and Mr. G. was waiting for us at the airport. Of course he complained already in the car how much he had been terrorized by his darling cats.

Each morning at 6, Arthur with his weight and elegance of an elephant jumped on his belly and meauwed a morning song. Pookie disturbed in her sleep hissed and took Mr. G for a formular 1 racing ring, before she fled into the kitchen. This sweet wake up procedure marked him terribly. Therefore he was happy that I was back so he could sleep in peace .... and longer.

He also had a scratched arm and belly. As usual Pookie was sleeping on his soft round belly hill, but Rosie had the same idea and wanted to share a part of it. They had a fight on Mr. G and the poor man got scratched.

With bravery he survived it all and I am not yet widow. My holidays in Morocco were just wonderful and for those who are interested to see some pictures have to go to my Writer's Cramps blog.

Before I went to bed after my arrival, I only was greated by Rosie who purred and followed me immediately in my bed.

The next morning she already was bored by my presence

and returned there where she had spent the last 12 days of my absence. I noticed the hairs on the seat, I could knit another Rosie out of them.

Then she returned to her daily occupations

Arthur, to great me just opened one eye. He was tired, as the weather was nice he had done his rounds during the night.

anyway, Mr. G's food is far better, because what he gets from me is too healthy.

Apparently he deeply considered the pro and cons of my return

Mr. G. had left fresh pasta on the table and that was far more interesting then I.

For two days Pookie ignored me or ran away, as she always does when I come back. She is offended. Now she is back to her normal self and cooled down on the tiles.

Kim throw a terrified glance on me

and disappeared in the garden ! She probably didn't recognize me anymore. Kim is a little special.

There are lots and lots of cats in Morocco everywhere. Everybody or nobody feeds them mostly they look good but some really pitiful. They are not spayed and have lots and lots of kittens. They are not badly treated, it's just ignorance. Mohamed apparently loved cats and had some and he even cut a sleeve off his robe not to disturb his cat.

Even in one of the hotels I spent the night during our roundtrip, my seat was occupied by one of the hotel cats, when I just had installed my computer. I took the other seat ...




My roundtrip comes to an end, I will be back on thursday.