Tag Archives: Leo
The longest last day…with added cuttlefish
Well it IS long when you’re long-hauling it across the Atlantic… and so it continues. Apologies for the enthusiasm. This is making me realise that I still write my diaries as though I’m 12. “Had about four hours sleep … Continue reading
Non è Pussibile!
You wouldn’t have thought it was possible, would you, that within a week of Leo’s horrible abcess healing up, he’d have another one? I wouldn’t but then I keep under-estimating the nastiness of Big Ginge. I’m already administering eye drops … Continue reading
Dog training for cat #fail
The thing about training a cat like a dog is that… it’s quite different and…well, I’ll admit that the results are frankly, patchy. After nearly two weeks of having treat-coated antibiotic pills for his abcess, Leo is still plainly enthusiastic … Continue reading
Eats, shoots and gets it out of focus
I’ve been on automatic for far too long. So I’m learning to tell my ISO from my elbow and that the F numbers aren’t sweary at all. Manual digital photography should be within my grasp. But the grasp imperceptible and … Continue reading
Prepussterous!!
Uh-oh… I think I may have a professional patient on my hands. With two days worth of antibiotics to go before the course finishes, Leo is totally settled in to the twice-daily routine of pills and nursing. This morning when … Continue reading
Taking the pus…
For a couple of years after realising that I couldn’t cut it with any of the sciences except perhaps biology to be a vet, I fancied being a veterinary nurse. It was the next best thing and the books and … Continue reading
Raining; cats and dogs
On the face of it, cats are much less invasive than dogs. They sashay around the place like they own it and sleep in a way that makes you jealous of their ability to relax utterly in unlikely positions, only … Continue reading
Cat boxing
This morning’s less-than-eagerly awaited bout of cat boxing was a bit of a surprise. Both cats were looking relaxed and easy watching England v Scotland rugby from opposite ends of the sofa. The cat box had been removed to the … Continue reading
Stranger danger
Things have changed around here. We’re living in a post cat-flap world. This is a world of muddy little footprints, of having an extra window to clean in the kitchen, of sudden noisy entrances. Leo is at ease with the … Continue reading
In a flap
I’m having trouble typing. I have a big kitten on my lap who would really prefer me not to type. He puts his paw up on my chin to get my attention. He likes to be properly cuddled quite firmly and … Continue reading