Of Zorin the kitten
In an attempt to distract me from evil wolf-illness-related woes (and power cuts), here is an email I received this morning from Zorin the kitten, who has been in his new home for a month.
Hi, I'm Zorin,
You may remember me as I used to live with you and my family, now I live in Harrow with John , who caters for my every need, though he does require prompting at times. He appears to be a bit of a control freak but I am knocking him into shape and he has the scratches to prove my point.
He gets very stressed by liking to drink water from the kitchen tap,sitting in the sink where my paws get very wet. If John is washing up I manoeuvre under his arms to get to the tap, having first negotiated all the items on the draining board where again my paws get wet.
I have found my paw prints look very nice on the worktop and if I use the litter tray while my paws are wet, litter can be carted over much of the hall. This does not please John, though with my help it does not seem to take very long to vacuum up.
I must apologize for the tardy update on my position but this is John's fault as he has not switched this computer thingy on since I arrived. John says I take up too much of his time, this is rich coming from a man who spends all day (actually 2-3 hrs) in the garden braving the cold weather erecting a cat-proofing system. He thinks this will prevent me from getting out of the garden, that's if I don't first escape between his legs, I look forward to the challenge. When he does finally come in I have to show I am pleased to see him, this requires a cuddle or two. Then when he sits down for a rest or to read the paper, there is this empty lap begging for an occupant, so I always oblige.
Now John has finally switch this machine on, WOW! what a lot of wires and cubby holes to be explored. Is that more instructions I hear from above? As usual I shall ignore them, this work is far too important. Alas investigation over for the time being as I was rudely interrupted. I am now sitting on John's shoulders dictating this letter and can only hope John knows what he is doing, I suspect he is well out of his depth at times.
Last Tuesday John took me to see a lady called "The Vet", strange name but she was very nice, she and her lady helpers all drooled over me and thought I was gorgeous. She gave me a thorough examination, allowed me to play with her computer, which is more than John does, weighed me @ 3.1kgs, listened to my heart and gave me a clean bill of health. Then she and John discussed the time for my little operation, not sure I like the sound of that. When we finally returned to the waiting room there was quite a crowd as we had gone over our time, as John says I am lovely but a great consumer a time.
That's all from me, here's a word from John.
He'll do nicely
Hope all my brothers and sisters are doing as well as I am. I send you all my love and seasons greatings for Christmas and the New Year.
from Zorin (alias Tobias) and John
Hi, I'm Zorin,
You may remember me as I used to live with you and my family, now I live in Harrow with John , who caters for my every need, though he does require prompting at times. He appears to be a bit of a control freak but I am knocking him into shape and he has the scratches to prove my point.
He gets very stressed by liking to drink water from the kitchen tap,sitting in the sink where my paws get very wet. If John is washing up I manoeuvre under his arms to get to the tap, having first negotiated all the items on the draining board where again my paws get wet.
I have found my paw prints look very nice on the worktop and if I use the litter tray while my paws are wet, litter can be carted over much of the hall. This does not please John, though with my help it does not seem to take very long to vacuum up.
I must apologize for the tardy update on my position but this is John's fault as he has not switched this computer thingy on since I arrived. John says I take up too much of his time, this is rich coming from a man who spends all day (actually 2-3 hrs) in the garden braving the cold weather erecting a cat-proofing system. He thinks this will prevent me from getting out of the garden, that's if I don't first escape between his legs, I look forward to the challenge. When he does finally come in I have to show I am pleased to see him, this requires a cuddle or two. Then when he sits down for a rest or to read the paper, there is this empty lap begging for an occupant, so I always oblige.
Now John has finally switch this machine on, WOW! what a lot of wires and cubby holes to be explored. Is that more instructions I hear from above? As usual I shall ignore them, this work is far too important. Alas investigation over for the time being as I was rudely interrupted. I am now sitting on John's shoulders dictating this letter and can only hope John knows what he is doing, I suspect he is well out of his depth at times.
Last Tuesday John took me to see a lady called "The Vet", strange name but she was very nice, she and her lady helpers all drooled over me and thought I was gorgeous. She gave me a thorough examination, allowed me to play with her computer, which is more than John does, weighed me @ 3.1kgs, listened to my heart and gave me a clean bill of health. Then she and John discussed the time for my little operation, not sure I like the sound of that. When we finally returned to the waiting room there was quite a crowd as we had gone over our time, as John says I am lovely but a great consumer a time.
That's all from me, here's a word from John.
He'll do nicely
Hope all my brothers and sisters are doing as well as I am. I send you all my love and seasons greatings for Christmas and the New Year.
from Zorin (alias Tobias) and John