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Accy cyclist

Legendary Member
I've just had four slices of white bread toasted. Two with jam,two without.
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
Such a shame :sad: that's really no age bless her :sad:

She ended up at the Cats' Protection League when she was rescued as a stray. She had been living on an industrial estate, and when she had the second set kittens, someone reported this to the CPL.

When she chose me, she had been too weak to feed her own kittens. That must have taken its toll on her health, and taken some years off her life expectancy. Her first two years would have been difficult, but then she had nine years in a comfy home with a large garden and an enormous field at the bottom of the garden. She had a big "brother" to start with, then a younger "brother" to play chase around the garden.

At one time, Tasha, Leo and Benjy (from two doors up) used to play cat chess in the garden. One would sit on the bench, one on some steps, and one on the patio. Then one would move and the other two would move. Rather like in "Who's line is it anyway" with the sitting, standing, laying game. It was fascinating to watch.
 
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Salty seadog

Space Cadet...(3rd Class...)
Our cake stop today. Eythorne train station.

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postman

Squire
Location
,Leeds
It's cleaning day.I have got my cleaning head on.We have been so busy what with moving two kids back to Uni,plus a little holiday.Things have slipped.So i was up early Mrs Postman was at her part time job.Proper clean, cabinets moved and carpets hoovered behind said articles.The shower room cabinet had a fluff carpet no marks for previous cleaning.Just having a break before i start on the bathroom and final part of the staircase.Then some ironing and make up the bed.Sad thing is i get great satisfaction from knowing i have done it.Monday two downstairs rooms.
 

Gravity Aided

Legendary Member
Location
Land of Lincoln
She ended up at the Cats' Protection League when she was rescued as a stray. She had been living on an industrial estate, and when she had the second set kittens, someone reported this to the CPL.

When she chose me, she had been too weak to feed her own kittens. That must have taken its toll on her health, and taken some years off her life expectancy. Her first two years would have been difficult, but then she had nine years in a comfy home with a large garden and an enormous field at the bottom of the garden. She had a big "brother" to start with, then a younger "brother" to play chase around the garden.

At one time, Tasha, Leo and Benjy (from two doors up) used to play cat chess in the garden. One would sit on the bench, one on some steps, and one on the patio. Then one would move and the other two would move. Rather like in "Who's line is it anyway" with the sitting, standing, laying game. It was fascinating to watch.
I, also, am so sorry for the loss of Tasha, she sounded like a really fine and unique cat. Many hugs from o'er the waves to you and Bob.
 

GrumpyGregry

Here for rides.
The younglings are slowly gathering for Boo's leaving party. Canada beckons....
 
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