Cat-astrophe

 I am sleeping more often in my basket, the evenings are not so warm and I am now inside more often, I can see the garden from here, still watching the little birds, so many of them all flock around the feeder in the tree. Apparently the big white thing behind will keep me warm, that's if they ever turn it on. 

She has popped this rug down for me to stretch out on, it's a perfect spot for me, she has also been closing the blinds in the evenings, it does make it feel warmer, but I don't like them. they move and I get caught in them. This is a quiet spot out of everyone's way, I do love my scratching tower. 

I am about to lose one of my nine lives if I keep sleeping on this net, it was lovely and tight and neat, but I love it here, it's warm and I'm nearer the little birds when they visit the feeder, I still can't catch them. This net here is to protect the brassica's below not for me, I'm chased off here a few times every day, some battles I can't win. She has added this horrible net to stop me.

They have started to leave their bedroom door open at night, they want me not to sleep outside the bedroom door as it's not safe, there is an igloo bed inside, I have not yet decided if I will use it. I do sneak in when they are asleep and I've learnt if I want to snuggle, she is much nicer than him. I am told no other cat has been allowed to sleep in bedroom, I'm special, which I already know.

I'm loving the dry weather, I was unhappy with all the rain, I really don't not like getting wet, I don't mind wet paws. My coat is thick and really soft which is brilliant at keeping me warm as it's now cooler, I'm still mainly outside I love the garden, I never leave, I have everything I need here. They again have started changing things, the seating set which I shelter under has been made much smaller and they don't take the covers off any more, some of the bigger pots have been moved and my den under the raspberries has gone, I liked to hide behind them. 

She came home smelling of my mum, which I loved, I gave her extra cuddles because she smelt so good, she is using a soft blanket on her lap I do like it, so I am popping on her lap more often, she does sit nice and still for me, but cheekily she tells me I'm not a kitten any more and I'm getting heavy, not fat, as they are tight with their treats for me. I had loads of cuddles with her daughter last weekend, she also smells of my mum.