Leia & Gizmo

Gizmo tries to get the video recorder working while his mummy looks on with trepidation:

Aww... mummy & "baby" having a cuddly sleep:

Gizmo Comes Visiting With Us

As is our usual Sunday routine, this afternoon, we wandered around the corner to my brother's house to go for a run...

But this time we had company... Gizmo decided he didn't want to be left at home... he wanted to come visiting his uncle David... so he followed us all the way down our road, and along the front, past the oil tanks and in through the gate to David's.

First he spotted the hole that had been cut into the bottom of the door through to the yard for my auntie's cat (both auntie and cat now deceased), and he disappeared through it, pausing to peep back out at us just to check where we were...

before reluctantly coming back to us...

We rang the doorbell, David answered, and in wandered Gizmo, cool as you like... making a beeline for up the stairs!

After a wee while, we went out to the yard to feed the gulls, and you can see Gizmo exploring and meeting the birds here.

After his visit, we walked back round the corner and he followed us all the way home like a peedie dog. Gave him some cat food and, while he was distracted, we legged it back to David's so we could go for a run... although I'm sure Gizmo would have happily got in the car with us and come too!

Dozy mog!

Whites? Delicates? Boil Wash?

Lol... daft cat...

I took in the washing, folded it all, and we went to put it away, leaving the empty washing basket on the sitting room floor...

Came back a bit later, and there was Gizmo in the basket, poking his paws out the sides to putter at the pink fluffy thing you can see on the floor...

And then Leia, his mum, appeared to see what the hell he was doing...

Welcome To...

Leia and Gizmo

As you can see from the post below, my beloved Minnie had to be put to sleep on 16th April, leaving me catless for the first time in about 7 or 8 years... and that left a very big hole. Every time I heard a seagull outside, I thought it was her meowing for in, and I kept expecting to see her peedie face peeping up at me when I was working with any kind of food.

And then I saw an appeal on the Cats Protection Orkney website looking for homes for a mother cat and her grown-up son. They were to be rehomed together, as even though the "baby" was 2 and a half, he was described as "very much a mummy's boy" and she was very attached to him as well. And it had been my intention to have another cat anyway, ever since Minnie's mum, Harriet, had gone missing last August... just I wasn't sure it would have been fair to Minnie to try to get her used to sharing her house with a stranger.

So we've now adopted the 2 cats... Leia, the mummy, is 3 and a half, and is lovely... very calm and friendly... white, with a few tortie markings. And Gizmo... Gizmo is 2 and a half, bigger than his mummy, and daft as a brush! He's ginger & white, and very playful, but the website was right... he's definitely a sook!