Catsofinsta

Why yes. We are those kinds of childless cat owners.

A truer love you’ll seldom see. The weather is beginning to turn in Cape Town. And Skitten is far more tolerant of this kind of thing than she was a few weeks ago. It’s my birthday which, for symbolic reasons, means it’s Skitten’s birthday too. It’s 14 now. A venerable creature. It still doesn’t know anything. A little less feisty and not quite as adventuresome. But otherwise very much the same strange little animal that @withoutaleaf sent me from Maatjiesfontein back in 2007.

Trinket likes secret places for her daytime summer naps.

Trinket enjoying a rainy sunday.

I thought I’d maintain my vertical line of Skitten pictures. Seen here on its balcony that it loves.

Spoiled Boi got a comfy spot provided under my morning balcony coffee chair. Taking a load off those big paws.

Skitten was ill recently - which is most unlike it. And kind of strange given that @withoutaleaf and I have had not even a sniffle this year thanks to all of the anti-covid measures also protecting us from common viruses. Its eyes were streaming and it was sneezing up a storm. Luckily after some vet-prescribed eye-drops and pills, it’s right as rain again, full of beans and following me down to the kitchen every single time - ever hopeful of treats.

Trinket woke up early and was ready for tea.

Skitten in the clouds. I thought I might post the one of Skitten yawning to show its single remaining fang. But it might not approve.

The sleepy midday Crumb.