Days in the life of my cat - a series by my husband C. Jay about Prince George. 2015-01-20 Second CAT TUESDAY The grey cloud descended early in the morning and rain threatened. The temperature fell to 16 degrees and the brave but wimpy moggy took one look at the long uncut damp grass outside and fled inside to hide. It was a valiant attempt, but nothing could disguise the large mound under the doona in the study. And there he remained.....all day. Fearful of a sleep interrupted evening, the intrepid owner dared to awaken the sleeping moggy who groggily emerged from his hiding place, soft and sleepy and full of purrs. Unfortunately this did not last long. After voraciously devouring his dinner the unspent energy of the day emerged and it was up to the owner to provide entertainment, or bunts and nips were to be expected. Eventually the tired owner retired to the TV lounge but a disgruntled moggy continued to hassle him. He walked over him, sat on the arm of the couch and … [Read more...]

My daughter Rose and I recently attended a two week meditation retreat and left Prince George with my husband Chris who is unused to having to attend to his needs and keep him entertained. During this time, Chris wrote the Cat Dairies and emailed them to us each day. Today's offering is delightful, and the'postscript is hilarious. The Old Man And the Beast The first light of morning was still trying to prize its way through the grey and damp morning when the  beast leapt. He knew what he wanted and he knew how to get it. With strength and precision he landed squarely on the chest of the old man. With eyes shining but teeth hidden he bunted the old man in the face. The old man felt the weight on his chest and the wet nose on his face. He glanced at the clock and cursed when he saw it was only 6am. But he also knew what he had to do. He raised his hands to preen the beast, his long gnarled fingers caressing the beast's fur in the places that he knew the beast would like. The … [Read more...]