Day 18

I thought that I had died and gone to heaven this morning. When I woke up I could hear the most angelic sound. It was a very loud, comforting purr. It reminded me of when I was a kitten, all warm and secure snuggled up to my mummy-cat. I kept my eyes closed as I held onto that wonderful image. I’m not sure what it was, but it was very loud, it must have come from a heck of a big cat as it seemed to reverberate all round the house. I found it very comforting and lay there for ages before Maid come in to give me my kibbles.

I then went to lie in the lounge by the fireplace so that I could hear more of the wonderful purring.

Later in the day, I walked in on staff having an argument. I suddenly thought that if one of them left, who would I choose if I had to? It has to be Maid; she serves my every need and has been trained to a very high level of personal service, although sometimes she falls far short of the mark. Therefore the argument was all Manservant’s’ fault.

If I wasn’t so finely groomed I would have fur balls, and if I had fur balls, I would sick one up on Manservant’s pillow. Teach him a lesson for shouting at Maid.

Maid came to lie on the bed with me which meant extra kibbles, a good groom and a hug. Staff should shout at each other more often! I always get loads of attention after they have had a scrap.

Gingie-crew didn’t bat an eyelid during the row. Both of them were snuggled up in the snooozzeee.

Maid’s version

At last, it’s arrived! I ordered a CD from It was a steal at £6 and it’s really unusual and therapeutic. It’s relaxing music with cats purring. Sounds bonkers, but it’s very soothing! I put it on quite loud as I was doing the housework and Dumpty seemed to enjoy it, she was curled up tight on the bed and she was purring to herself then came into the lounge. I must admit I thought it was rather unusual (that’s why I purchased it) but I too found it quite relaxing to hear the rhythmic purring in the music!

Dumpty had a good groom on the bed today and was quite content to let me feed her kibbles one by one, instead of just snorking them up from her bowl. It was a really nice way to pass the time. She even managed to grace me with a purr!

Purina called today to see how we are going on with the trial. Two very good bits of news to report; firstly, and this is a bit delicate! When Madam visited her grit-box on her previous diets, the smell is horrendous and we race for the air freshener and quickly throw the grit box outside as we get a fresh clean one in. With these kibbles we have noticed the smell is almost nil. In fact during the past few days we’ve looked in the box, and thought “How long has that been there?” We also note that the brown discharge which results in overnight ‘crusties’ in her eyes which we continually gently wipe away for her is almost no longer occurring. So I’m quite amazed. I did say that if Little Dumpty Roo took to the food I’d be happy, anything would be a bonus; well I’ve certainly seen quite a few bonuses as we have gone on.

One Cat is Company

"One cat is company.
Two cats are a conspiracy. 
Three cats is an attempted takeover.
Four or more cats is a complete coup!"

Shona Steele (Australia)

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