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One of my Cats Fat Steve
Tried to get his big Butt into a box
That was far to small today :-D
Silly Steve :-D

:-D :-D :-D

Oh yes.

I am just the wench who opens the meat when Daddy is not here.

He's still a bit of a 'daddy's boy' then :-D

Jacky has his own basket but he prefers to sleep in the chair where his daddy puts his bottom.
He has never been known to drink at all and uses the bath rather than the dirt box which is always available to him although he will only do that if he can't get out.

The kneading (paddling in my house) is much more appealing than Betty piddling on my bed :-|
She's okay now she has a litter tray.
She goes outside - comes in to 'do her business' - then goes outside again! :-| :-S

Betty has even started sleeping on my bed - but only when I'm not in it - when I am, she has a wicker chair in my bedroom with a cushion and fluffy fleece on it.
She was born in this house, has lived here for 13 years - and never slept on my bed, or in my bedroom, until 2 years ago, after Mister died.

The only time she came in my bedroom before, was when she was scared - and hid under my bed :-(

Every step he takes towards being a proper pet pussy is lovely.

Aww - that's lovely, Sharron. <3 <3

Hope you all live happily together for many years.

Well Sharron, that shows just how good you have been and that they feel very comfortable now in your company. Really lovely to hear he's settled and that is all down to you.


Long may he continue to make little steps into big ones

Florence in the hebrides

Our cat, Jacky Milburn, has been with us a little over a year and he takes the learning of his job very seriously.

I have never had such a reasonable cat. He comes in for the night when invited and makes sure to fit in with everything we require of him, he's brilliant. Little by little he has been showing the characteristics of a relaxed pet cat rather than a feral who has come in.

This morning he came up on the bed. He has been there before but it is just not one of his places. This morning he wanted feeding and letting out to see what was going down.

He was much more amenable to being made a fuss of and was purring loudly which is another step forward. Also, for the first time, he was dough beating, you know, the thing with the up and down paws, and I have never seen him do that before.