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27.12.03
Vegan’s
By Paolo
The Human Family went away for the weekend to Edinburgh. We were left alone but under supervision of our old Canadian friend Rachel. She came to see that we were OK, to feed us, and to give us company during those 2 days they were away.
I must mention that Rachel is what you call a “new age” person. Any new trend that has appeared in the last 15 years or so, Rachel has been there: tattoos, vegetarian diet, yoga, martial arts, French, international cuisine, Internet, computers, social empathy, etc. She is nice but can be confusing sometimes to follow what she is up to.
She thinks she can empathise with me because I was a vegetarian during my time in Italy. Anyway, I am sweet and tender, and I could feel, from my Whiskas, that when she came to see us, she was feeling down and sad. Master Brindis told me that he heard Silvia say that Rachel is alone, as her dearest one and her have departed ways.
So, here I was, with this sad young woman, that I like, standing in front of me, and having nothing better to do I was cute and nice to her. My Italian blood refuses to go in further detail in this part.
Out of the blue, I was offered to go a stay with her, I understood from her voice something about a vegetarian diet (!) for myself if I accepted her invitation. And in the most gracious manner – Master Brindis has told me that with food invitations one always must keep them available just in case – I told her (using mental brain emissions, if she reckons that this was the case, she might be scare those emissions could have been damaging to herself) that I would like to go, as far as I didn’t have to do anything at all – for the cooking -, she was most surprised to hear an inner voice with that answer, but she accepted it, and then she went.
This is the first time I have been able to use my communication skills without major effort. Am I learning something from my studies of the Supreme Cat?
See you next time.
By Paolo
The Human Family went away for the weekend to Edinburgh. We were left alone but under supervision of our old Canadian friend Rachel. She came to see that we were OK, to feed us, and to give us company during those 2 days they were away.
I must mention that Rachel is what you call a “new age” person. Any new trend that has appeared in the last 15 years or so, Rachel has been there: tattoos, vegetarian diet, yoga, martial arts, French, international cuisine, Internet, computers, social empathy, etc. She is nice but can be confusing sometimes to follow what she is up to.
She thinks she can empathise with me because I was a vegetarian during my time in Italy. Anyway, I am sweet and tender, and I could feel, from my Whiskas, that when she came to see us, she was feeling down and sad. Master Brindis told me that he heard Silvia say that Rachel is alone, as her dearest one and her have departed ways.
So, here I was, with this sad young woman, that I like, standing in front of me, and having nothing better to do I was cute and nice to her. My Italian blood refuses to go in further detail in this part.
Out of the blue, I was offered to go a stay with her, I understood from her voice something about a vegetarian diet (!) for myself if I accepted her invitation. And in the most gracious manner – Master Brindis has told me that with food invitations one always must keep them available just in case – I told her (using mental brain emissions, if she reckons that this was the case, she might be scare those emissions could have been damaging to herself) that I would like to go, as far as I didn’t have to do anything at all – for the cooking -, she was most surprised to hear an inner voice with that answer, but she accepted it, and then she went.
This is the first time I have been able to use my communication skills without major effort. Am I learning something from my studies of the Supreme Cat?
See you next time.
19.12.03
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
By Brindis and Paolo
Due to commercialization of the Christmas time – I am so sad how things are turning up – I want to have a word to all our readers: don’t go shopping and spare some thoughts to the world and its situation. Have humans really made things change for better in the last 30 years? The answer – of course – is NO. So then: what will each of you will do to change the world? One thing each of you and something will happen for good.
Lots of Love, and a Happy New Year: Turkeys be afraid. Cats rule the world!
Paolo (With kisses and huge wishes from the bottom of my heart. I am looking forward to the Boxing Day).
Brindis (I have signed even if I did not write anything at all , as I do have to agree with old Paolo in this matter).
By Brindis and Paolo
Due to commercialization of the Christmas time – I am so sad how things are turning up – I want to have a word to all our readers: don’t go shopping and spare some thoughts to the world and its situation. Have humans really made things change for better in the last 30 years? The answer – of course – is NO. So then: what will each of you will do to change the world? One thing each of you and something will happen for good.
Lots of Love, and a Happy New Year: Turkeys be afraid. Cats rule the world!
Paolo (With kisses and huge wishes from the bottom of my heart. I am looking forward to the Boxing Day).
Brindis (I have signed even if I did not write anything at all , as I do have to agree with old Paolo in this matter).
17.12.03
Daddy’s boat
by Paolo
Daddy has brought back from Sussex his father’s boat. Of course, being an English man, Daddy is quite eccentric and has hang the boat just outside our den at Nevern Sq. Never mind this is probably the first time in 100 or so years that a boat has been on such area of London. I don’t know if I have mentioned this, but Daddy has 3 houses in Earl’s Court: the old place, where Master Brindis lived for a long time @ Trebovir Road, our home @ Westgate Terrace, and the new place @ Nevern Sq. This will explain better what worries me at the moment so much I don’t know what to do.
Mummy doesn’t want to move from Westgate Terrace, she loves it here, and also because my little friend Marlene – Note Ed: the human girl – wants to get a puppy. I am horrified with the idea, since when this happens I will stop being the family baby.
Marlene has been having lots of tantrums as she wants to move pronto to the new place. The fact is has a garden and patio makes it easy for us the superior gene to live comfortably. It will be also be useful for the puppy. Mummy has promised to move there by next year. But I know Mummy and I know she doesn’t really wants a puppy; she is a cat’s lover no a smelly doggy lover.
Master Brindis does not seem to bother about this. Perhaps he thinks the puppy will want to play with with me instead of him.
In the meantime, I have nightmares about it when I sleep in the daytime, I keep moving around the house in distress. Our vet has said that my eczema gets worst when I am troubled – and that happens frequently – oh my Supreme Cat! Please, spare us the company of a puppy.
Coming back to the boat: Daddy will work on it during the spring and put it back on the water by next summer. Our gay neighbours @ Nevern Sq are delighted to have the chance to see a man in short sleeves. Umm. I think mummy is worried about this last idea as much as I am about the puppy.
Until next time,
by Paolo
Daddy has brought back from Sussex his father’s boat. Of course, being an English man, Daddy is quite eccentric and has hang the boat just outside our den at Nevern Sq. Never mind this is probably the first time in 100 or so years that a boat has been on such area of London. I don’t know if I have mentioned this, but Daddy has 3 houses in Earl’s Court: the old place, where Master Brindis lived for a long time @ Trebovir Road, our home @ Westgate Terrace, and the new place @ Nevern Sq. This will explain better what worries me at the moment so much I don’t know what to do.
Mummy doesn’t want to move from Westgate Terrace, she loves it here, and also because my little friend Marlene – Note Ed: the human girl – wants to get a puppy. I am horrified with the idea, since when this happens I will stop being the family baby.
Marlene has been having lots of tantrums as she wants to move pronto to the new place. The fact is has a garden and patio makes it easy for us the superior gene to live comfortably. It will be also be useful for the puppy. Mummy has promised to move there by next year. But I know Mummy and I know she doesn’t really wants a puppy; she is a cat’s lover no a smelly doggy lover.
Master Brindis does not seem to bother about this. Perhaps he thinks the puppy will want to play with with me instead of him.
In the meantime, I have nightmares about it when I sleep in the daytime, I keep moving around the house in distress. Our vet has said that my eczema gets worst when I am troubled – and that happens frequently – oh my Supreme Cat! Please, spare us the company of a puppy.
Coming back to the boat: Daddy will work on it during the spring and put it back on the water by next summer. Our gay neighbours @ Nevern Sq are delighted to have the chance to see a man in short sleeves. Umm. I think mummy is worried about this last idea as much as I am about the puppy.
Until next time,
14.12.03
Cat of the Year
by Brindis
Dear readers I have to tell you the news: I have been selected by my vet as Cat of the Year in Clapham Junction – I don’t live there, but some of the services we take in are from there – so I am going to have my picture taken and appear in brochures and adverts for the practice.
She is bewitched with myself. She thinks - why shouldn’t she? – I am the most amazing cat in the world. Mind me, she also thinks that Paolo is a Burmese cat. So that can be misleading.
So my friends this is the latest new. I will be writing soon again before we leave – Paolo and I – for our Christmas holiday to Kent.
Silvia and Alastair have found a nice place where to stay (us) meanwhile they go away. It promises to be an excellent break (for us), as we will have an indoor pool and CH all day. Plus dedicated back rubbers (for us), (humans).
;-)
by Brindis
Dear readers I have to tell you the news: I have been selected by my vet as Cat of the Year in Clapham Junction – I don’t live there, but some of the services we take in are from there – so I am going to have my picture taken and appear in brochures and adverts for the practice.
She is bewitched with myself. She thinks - why shouldn’t she? – I am the most amazing cat in the world. Mind me, she also thinks that Paolo is a Burmese cat. So that can be misleading.
So my friends this is the latest new. I will be writing soon again before we leave – Paolo and I – for our Christmas holiday to Kent.
Silvia and Alastair have found a nice place where to stay (us) meanwhile they go away. It promises to be an excellent break (for us), as we will have an indoor pool and CH all day. Plus dedicated back rubbers (for us), (humans).
;-)
4.12.03
No news is good news
by Brindis
My dear friend Marianne sent me a lovely card wishing me to be well or buried!. I am pleased to say that since my surgery I had earned 700 grs in my weight and I am very well feed. The C's are feeding me special food such as lovely chicken, fish and others. My companion Paolo is very envious: due to his overweight, he is not allowed more than the everyday biscuit ration. And he is cheeky: he has been extremely friendly with our mistress trying to get more food.
Of course Silvia is very sympathetic as she experiences the same problems as Paolo. But anyway, coming back to me: I am well and as you all can see I am re-taking my responsabilities in the Feline Observer (N.E: Thank God! It was killing me the idea of having Paolo as cat editor), and in due course I am preparing a special feature about Dog Life.
I promise that my next articles will keep some cats with their tails up.
Until then,
by Brindis
My dear friend Marianne sent me a lovely card wishing me to be well or buried!. I am pleased to say that since my surgery I had earned 700 grs in my weight and I am very well feed. The C's are feeding me special food such as lovely chicken, fish and others. My companion Paolo is very envious: due to his overweight, he is not allowed more than the everyday biscuit ration. And he is cheeky: he has been extremely friendly with our mistress trying to get more food.
Of course Silvia is very sympathetic as she experiences the same problems as Paolo. But anyway, coming back to me: I am well and as you all can see I am re-taking my responsabilities in the Feline Observer (N.E: Thank God! It was killing me the idea of having Paolo as cat editor), and in due course I am preparing a special feature about Dog Life.
I promise that my next articles will keep some cats with their tails up.
Until then,
