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Dear Gran,
Just thought I'd send a photo of my new little brother. I didn't
like him when he first arrived, but he's not so bad and he needs
me to look after him, -He never washes his face properly, so I
have to help him. Now that the weather is cooling down here in
Central Otago I think he feels the cold so we usually cuddle up
together along with biggest brother, Sooty in the basket. It's a
bit of a squash but we usually manage to wiggle our way in. By
the way , his name is Louis and he is a Lilac Tonkinese. Dad
calls him " Louis, the silent assassin ", because he has a bit
of a gas problem as I did when I was a kitten. I will send some
more photos when I've downloaded them. Dad thinks he's cute, but
I don't think he's as cute as I was as a kitten.
Love & Hugs
Rapunzel (a.k.a Bella)
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Devonview Kaos and Corgi
Devonview Puccini
Sam
Caramel Ticked
Oriental and Birman mate
Sam practising his Karate
moves
Devonview Rapunzel
Chocolate Ticked
Oriental and "moggie" friend Sooty
Devonview Rhiannon
Caramel Ticked
Oriental and Oriental ebony friend
Dear Mummy,
I quite like my new flatmates. The one with the beard makes quite a
good scratching surface and does help me with my self care and
grooming. However, he has made this statement that I may eat
modestly and often but not to the point of a sizeable
puku" ! What does he mean ?. Is he suggesting I lose my shape a
trifle after over indulging ?
I have a friend, and she likes my tail. She is a marble domestic.
Does this mean she is employed to do housework ? So much to learn
and so little capacity to store the answers, especially after a
meal.
Love, Reggie
Hello,
did you know the Mainland is not the
only place to have a frost ? Still, I'm not too bothered as I get to
sleep in the bedroom, although the bush-faced one says I must not do
my exercise routine at 3:00 in the morning. I have a special friend,
the marble domestic. She had a nasty accident and has only got three
legs and a thick tail, and she uses the thick tail like a long leg,
and well, we go climbing together and when I'm really tired (I don't
let the bush-faced one know when that happens) she plays mother and
cuddles me. I pretend to like it...actually I do.
The bush-faced one has a partner, whom I
sometimes call mother and she says I'm growing like a weed, as only
Siamese can. Well, I said if you like I can eat enough that I could
grow like one of your British !! That took the grin off her face I
can tell you !! And the bush-faced one said something about if I ate
that much it was all on for exercise at 3:00am. I do wish I
understood North Islanders better.
Still, I've been up for a week now since
6:30 am and it's time for my post post-breakfast repast. I'm a
growing lass, after all.
Lots of love, the dreaded Reggie (that's
what the dogs call me...tee hee hee.)
Hello,
Rapunzel looks just as I remember
her. The bearded one here says there is a strong family resemblance
and that if I decided to remain still for longer than a nano-second
he will prove it with a photo. I will get him to photograph me with
my domestic...i won't be outdone in the domestic stakes. I continue
to eat well...several horses have gone missing from the nearest
stable, but I demolished the bones too ! So there is no dna
evidence to connect me with the raid. I note the school bus stops
at the bottom of the drive. Hmmmmmm !! But that's an entirely
different taste.
I must go and groom and preen and love
my domestic, and brush against the bearded one...and stay out of the
terrible winds ,
love Reggie, of the ample and non
distinguishing appetite.
Hello,
I have been so busy. It's all go,
in between the 30 or 40 meals a day I manage to score. My
domestic friend Filigree (remember, she's the one with Bengal
marble coat and glitter, but only three legs because of a horrid
accident) and I have done lots of interesting things.
We met some eight week old Cavalier
puppies and ............., well, ..........really,............
they're dough balls . They'd make good duvets if they didn't
snore. I've tried putting Royal Canin up their noses, but they
seem to inhale and swallow them....and swallowing RC is MY job.
Their mother is called Happy and I'd call her Silly because she
shrieks a lot...why can't she Miaow like Filigree and Me ?
I watched Red October the other
night and the bearded one said if I could find a Siamese or
Oriental boy like Sean Connery it would be all go for me. He said
that because his wife Kirsty and I were Fixated (he said...and I
panicked because I only heard the fixed bit) on the hunk.
Well, a girl KNOWS TYPE in any
species doesn't she ?
The bearded one says I am growing
nicely and that my adult coat is coming along nicely.
He's sort of alright because I can
use his chin as a grooming brush .
Well, bye for now as I have only had 27 meals today, and
emaciation will be the outcome if I don't eat something.
Lots of love, Reggie
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News from Quasar
Dear Mum and Grandmum
I
have settled in well to my new home. I am slowly winning over
that grumpy Burmese and one of the photos here is of me sitting
in his basket. I did that just to see what he would do. He has
gone to the cat hospital today to have his teeth cleaned, so I
am running the house today.
I
have found that sleeping in the humans bed is a very warm place
to sleep.
I
have not been out side yet as the world looks very big and also
it has been very cold and I do not have a good winters coat on
yet.
Having a good time and finding lots of little humans who want to
play with me all the time.
Love
Quasar.
Hi Mum
I had a really good night last
night. That grumpy Burmese brought me in a 'kill'. It was a
dead rat so my humans said. It was great and I did all my
natural hunting skills you told me about. I practiced
stalking, pouncing, throwing in the air, chocker-hold and
strangle. I also practiced my running with the kill and
carrying it lifting my head up high to hold it clear of the
ground I ran right around the room several times. It was
great fun. That Burmese sat and watched me with a very
interested face.
It was great fun - far better
than any toys I have.
My humans are funny though, they
growled at me when I dropped the rat on the feet or ran across
their chairs and sofa with it.
I am getting on better with the
grumpy Burmese. I think I am winning him over with my
submissive approach, good looks and persistence. He cuddled
down with me in bed with the mother human this morning.
I am a bit exhausted today so
the Burmese and I are asleep in front of the fire in our own
baskets.
Love
Quasar.
Dear Mum,
The big bit of news was that
that grumpy Burmese had another kill. The humans said it
was a rabbit. But mum, you should have heard the bad
language that grumpy Burmese used. I have never never heard
such bad language. He would not let me near it and kept
whacking at me if I got too close. It must have been a nice
kill for him to behave like that. The humans then took the
kill and put it in a plastic bag when the Burmese had
finished with it saying they were not going to put up with
me making a mess with it. I don't know, a young man cannot
have much fun these days.
Otherwise I am doing fine. I
am getting bigger and keeping the humans entertained. My
coat is getting thicker and there has been some warm days in
which I went outside a little bit. Met another cat, a big
ginger one, who looked at me as if he did not know what I
was. He did not threaten me though.
Having a good time.
Love
Quasar.
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