yes we can

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Henry and Ron grow by the day, and their exploits know no bounds. Ron is still the runty one, so it took him about two weeks longer than Henry to work out how to get on to the kitchen worktops; as this is where we have been putting the big cats' meals, there is an element of being not very impressed *at all* by this amongst the older members of the Tribe.

At the weekend, I misplaced my keys - it caused me a great deal of angst, as there were two front door keys, two back door keys, and a USB stick on the ring. We searched high and low, but no sign, and I felt sure they were gone for good. On Monday morning, I found them down beside the washing machine, where I suspect small kittin paws had thwipped them. I threatened EnRon with kitten soup.

We make a lot of soup here, and we make it in a huge saucepan which lives on the top of our huge American fridge. Yesterday, believe it or not, I found Ron sitting in it, for all the world as though he was waiting to be turned into nourishing soup :) The world is his lobster now he can leave the kitchen floor behind ...

Originally published at the Tribe.

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Minnow has decided she wants to be a kitten again; she signalled this yesterday by, as I opened the door of the toilet, speeding up the stairs like a bullet, timing her onward flight sufficiently to have jumped onto the toilet seat nanoseconds before I attempted to sit down. She finds this hilarious, I less so, for obvious reasons.

There is a reason why I have always been obsessive about keeping the lid down, and it had a lot to do with her many attempts to accidentally drown herself as a kitten by hurtling headlong into the room. Personally, I think it would be even more dreadful for 5kg of cat to get its considerable bulk stuck in the toilet bowl.