Its my boys birthday today! They are a whole two years old which I think  makes them around 18 in furball years so we are talking big birthday. Norman celebrated early by capturing a rogue, (cooked) sausage on Tuesday night but we’ll gloss over that as I am pretty sure I have a slightly irate (hungry) neighbour nearby.

Of course, I sung happy birthday to them this morning. And they will get extra treats later. And, like anyone slightly obsessed, I had a quick flick through their kitten pictures…

It looks like Charlie is actually laughing to me…!

Norman had always been rather chilled out…

Ahhh…

now they’re bigger they take guarding Pog Towers very seriously

And while we are on the subject of cats, I saw this card a few weeks ago and described it to a friend.

“Don’t worry” he said “you’re still one cat short of desperate.”

Well that’s ok then…. :o)

A sausage? Me? Nah…I was here all night…