a welcome

Pete and I went out last night, and when we got home, circa 10 p.m., Iggy was sitting on the back of the armchair, watching out of the window.  I tapped on the glass, and over 15 seconds or so, Henry, Ron and Lilith all turned up – they swarmed over the chair and the window sill, looking for all the world as though they were pleased to see us.

When we got in, the food bowls were empty, so there’s the cause of their delight in seeing us.  ”Feed me ….”.

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Henry the fishing cat

quite possibly the last photo my D70 will take

Originally uploaded by ramtops

Henry is prone to paddling in his water bowl (no, I don’t know why). He also likes to do an Arthur on his food, spearing bits on an elegant claw and eating them from there.

This morning, I put a load of dried kidney beans in to soak, preparatory to making a batch of chilli this weekend. Imagine my feelings when I caught sight of Henry dabbing his paw into the bowl of water, hoiking out beans and flicking them round the worktop.

BAD Henry.

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