ROSIE THE MOUSE COLLECTOR

Yesterday was cleaning day and I had collected all of Rosie's mice from around the food bowls in the kitchen to the armchair in the living room where I had put them on the seat.

Rosie watched my doings with suspicious eyes and apparently didn't agree !



Why did you put my mousies here ??




Now I have to count them all, didn't you forget one ??




OK the count seems to be right !





But now you don't touch them anymore ! !




I will sit on them !!

This morning when I came in the kitchen to feed the little darlings what did I see in the first place ? The seven mice were again around the bowls !

CATS ON TUESDAY

CATS ON TUESDAY

Arthur is bored, during winter season he has no social life as people avoid to stay outside. So between napping and eating and playing with Rosie sometimes he has nothing to do and he gets fat !



For example he lays at the front door and thinks it over : "Should I go out or not. If I want to go out this door I have to meauw until somebody opens the door, no that is really too tiring !"



Then he sits for a while on the washing machine and observes the world around him and finally decides to try another door, this one is always open because it leads to the basement and there is the cat flap.



"Should I go or not ?"



Finally he decided that going down the steps is too tiring too.



and thinks and thinks it over again. But then suddenly he heard the noise of the window door and making a superhuman catly decision, he ran outside !



Finally somebody in the garden ! Now he had to see what Mr. Gattino was doing there. It had been very stormy and our wheeping willow had lost some branches.



after watching a while



he took the opportunity to do his business in the nature and not in the basement in the litterbox.


Of course this needed a clean up. A little washing session was necessary



before he collapsed on the table to join dreamland, exhausted from this effort ! I should ask our neigbors to go outside and dig in their gardens at least one hour per day to entertain Arthur !

Little Rosie doesn't have this problem. She probably hardly remembers what summer means because she was a little kitten at that time.

Now she leads her little happy cat life playing whole day and



gathering her mice around the food bowls during night



She loves to play with my slipper



and falls asleep on it.





I also have very bad news. Our dear member Caesar died on Jan 20, leaving his little Princess alone. As you can imagine it must be a terrible loss for his family. Please visit them it may give some comfort.

A BUSY MORNING

WCB is here at What did you Eat and The Carnival of cats is at Missy, KC, Sol and Smokey

This morning at 3.30 am, Lisa jumped on my night table, pushed down the lamp and pulled me out of a deep sleep. As I know that it is useless to protest, I got up, fed her and went back to bed again. At 5 am I woke up because I thought a crow cawed in my room ! It was Lisa sitting in the middle of the room and made this strange meowing. That was new ! Now I couldn't sleep anymore got up and went to the kitchen where all the others were waiting. Lisa of course ate again.





and continued her cawing even with a full stomac and very loud ! Thinking that she would wake up Mr. Gattino I catched her and petted her, talked to her and put her in my room on my bed. But that she didn't want either, she jumped down, disappeared and cawed from the entrance. Now I got worried picked her up again put her on the table and checked her. I couldn't see or feel anything strange. Now she didn't caw anymore but purred her strange curr-purr as if she was payed for it.



Then she thought it over for a while and finally



settled in my chair where she is still asleep. I really wonder what she has ? She has never been like that. Had anybody similar experiences ? (as reminder Lisa is 17 years old)



During that time old crooner Arthur who had come back from a stroll through the neighborhood, wet like a sponge had also choosen a quite place where he could spend the day. That he could eventually disturb Mr. Gattino apparently didn't come into his mind.



He dryed himself and then looked at me before he fell asleep. (at his tail beginning you can see the little wound of his ulcer)



Pookie decided to drink from the tap, so I had to stay there too







The only one who didn't want any attention was Rosie, very busy with her mouse. I bought her two new once because I had to throw two mice away she had taken the "bowels" out and I was afraid she could eat it. This morning again I found 4 mice around the food bowls where she ranges them during the night !



My cats have got this nice award from Karen Jo they purr a big "thank you" and I join in !

ROSIE DISCOVERED A BONE

Rosie discovers new things in her life. Yesterday she jumped on the kitchen board and

smelled something very good. What could it be ? She approached a little and....



found a bone ! She had never seen a bone in her life ! That was something new. I told Rosie that the bone is not for her but for Yanouk our neighbors dog, but she didn't care



she first sniffed and then tried to eat it. Of course the bone was far too big and to hard too for her little teeth. But she didn't give up ! She bit and pulled until the bone fell in the sink. I took it out



and Rosie was quite disappointed and looked for it for a while. But then she gave up and



settled on the sofa to supervise her siblings Arthur on the table and Lisa on the chair. After a while she had enough and as always when she really wants to take a nap, she prefers a basket. She is the only cat who loves to sleep in a basket ! Only during the night she would sleep in my bed besides my head.



A little mouse doll in her paws, and tired from all these new events. She finally fell asleep.
I tell you Rosie is a goody cat !

POOR ARTHUR WAS SICK !

CATS ON TUESDAY

Arthur last week wasn't in a very good mood. He still housed in my wardrobe and only came out to visit his food bowl. He didn't play with Rosie and when I petted him on the back he hissed. Mr. Gattino then noticed that Arthur was always washing the end of his tail, so he took a closer look. Arthur's tail end had a big hairless spot ! Had this diabolic black cat bitten him again ?

We decided : Arthur had to go to the Vet ! And that is what we did. The vet checked him from top to bottom and Arthur didn't agree at all, he showed himself on a quite unusual side, he growled and hissed and struggled on the table. He even tried to bite the poor vet. The diagnosis was : Arthur had an ulcer ! That's why he was so aggressiv ! He got a shot and we went home.



The first thing he did, he moved out of the wardrobe and choose another napping place





He found a very nice one on Mr. Gattino's desk. First he hid there and we couldn't find him but then after a day or two he lay in all his length on the desk ! He was back to his old self. He started to play with Rosie again and didn't hiss when I touched his back. Poor Arthur must have had aches and now they were gone.



He moved again and now he shares Mr. Gattino's bed with Pookie.



And this morning when he went to the kitchen to satisfy his stomac, there was a visitor ! Arthur didn't move so it must have been a friend.


I had never seen this cat before, she wasn't shy at all and quite cute. I suppose she belongs to one of these new houses which had been built behind our garden.

Arthur's tail end is much better and starts to heal !