Visitors

I managed to catch a nice one of our hanger-on Snowman in the golden sunset light, between beggings and mewings for his dinner...

Meanwhile, here is one of the ginger cats from across the way. Inside our sun room. He is a little menace, this one. Very friendly - almost too friendly - winding himself around your legs; you really have to watch where you step. He will come running if he sees us. And always dart for an open door. I had to let him stay in here while Snowman ate his breakfast this morning, as it was the only way he could eat unmolested, otherwise this one will steal it.

Pumpkins

Happy Halloween! Have some pumpkins.

Who knew there were so many varieties?!

Smokey Cat

Smokey being his usual self in the garden. 

And being a sink cat again...

Death and Remembrance

With Halloween season upon us, the neighbourhood is sprouting gravestones, white-sheet ghosts hanging from trees and no doubt the local children will be trick-or-treating in due course. I would like to take the festival back to its roots, as a rememberance for the Souls who have left us during the year.

It seems that we have lost a large number of friends in these last few months. Perhaps it is inevitable; as we get older, so do our friends, and as our circle of acquaintances increases in size, so do the chances of losing some along the way. None of that logic makes it any easier.

We remember our friends:

Diane's partner Toby Archer
Alzonia, a neighbour with whom I used to go walking
Dave Hall, purveyor of fine coffee and banter in his shop, Texspresso
Alan's colleague Kate Kneebone

John Agnew of Rougham Airfield
Greg Poe, aerobatic pilot
Frans Dely, aviation photographer
Our beautiful little cat Bandit

and while I never met Steve Jobs or Dennis Ritchie, their influence in our household is profound.

They are missed.

Smokey and the fridge

Smokey has discovered a taste for kale, which borders on obsessional. We can no longer open the fridge door and expect it to remain unexamined!

Mewing will ensue if he doesn't get any... Lots of mewing...

And yes, I did check; kale is fine for cats. Seems there are a few other kale kitties around on the interwebs, too.

Praying Mantis

Today's visitor.

A look back

It's almost a month now since Bandit was taken from us. I'm still not really used to the fact she's gone.

However, it has helped in some ways for me to go through this blog, and my other pictures that didn't make it online. I have put them all together in a book. I don't want to leave them all only online. Barring disaster, books are safer, they don't crash or get wiped or corrupted. So while this is primarily for Alan's and my benefit, I may as well put the book online here, for anyone that wants to look at it. I certainly don't expect anyone to want to buy a book of someone else's cats, but there's a few of you out there who met Bandit; I hope you enjoy flicking through the pictures here.

Smokey and Bandit by Jo Hunter | Make Your Own Book