Present

Mum and Dad got this new big seat thingy in the lounge. It's awesome. Mum made me some new cushions in nice old cloths and put my eidy on here. As such, I reason this is surely a new bed for Charlie Boy, no?

Christmas has come early.

Helpful

Today, we gingers are helping mummy with her sewing, she says she is busy working for a crafty fair. Sounds odd. It's cold, mum's sewing room is the warmest room in the house until the toasty fire gets roaring later. Hey, that's like me, I'm a lion, I roar. Generally for my dinner, though.

Life is...

...a cosy eidy.

Bob

Mum got a new book on Thursday and is a bit potty about it. Just who is this Bob character, anyway? She keeps muttering on about him wearing a cute scarf. Well I'm sure Jacky Ginge would love one...

Me?  Forget it.  I'm a cat.

Just Thinking

I'm not too keen on Autumn, bring back Summer.  Mum is happy though as she says I have my Winter coat.  Well, it's true, I am extra furry these days.  What does that mean?  Extra brushing.  Yay!

Baby

Sometimes, when I don't get away fast enough, one of the beans traps me and holds me upside down like this.

They then coo at me and say, "Look at Charlie Boy, doing baby. He loves it!"

Yeah right.

Autumn

Mum says I know it's getting colder because I'm constantly in search of eidys. I don't know what came over me but the other day I even let Vorey share.

I'm going soft in my old age.

Bro-furry Love

Here's my fur brother, Jacky Ginge.  Sometimes, I'm not in the mood for sharing my big bed, other days, I even let him on the eidy.

Mum didn't really get my best side in this shot, I am looking a little portly.  Cameras, eh?

Hidey Hole

As if the last lot of noisy brick-building-ers were not enough, mum is now pulling all the cupboards out of the food room and you won't believe this, putting other ones back in.

Think I'm hanging round inside when there's so much noise and it's sunny outside?

Not on your furry life.

No buddy is finding me here.

The Quilt is Mine

This is my second fave quilty, after the furry one on the big beans' bed upstairs.

When I've got this face on, mum knows not to try to mess with my quilty.  It took hours to make?  I know, that's why I am loving it so much.  

Furry Friend

Hey fur-iends. Thanks so much fur all your messages.  I had no idea I would find furry friends all over.  I am getting round to saying miaow back to you all but mum and dad abandoned me again this weekend and went off on their travels with the bean monster.  The French lady comes in and whilst I will let her squish my pouchy scrumptiousness into my bowl, needs must, no way is she getting her alien paws on my fur, however hard she tries.  Honestly, if you saw Jack Ginger, he is all over her.  It's embarrassing.


Me?  I've got my own friend.  If  I want to cuddle him, I cuddle him, no arguments.

So there.

Pleased to Meet You

Hello!  Thanks for coming over to my new blog.  You can read a bit about me in the sidebar over there.  My mum has been a blogger for ages, (in fact she forgot her four year anniversary just recently), over at HenHouse.  Mum is my best friend.  I let her brush me and sometimes stroke my tummy, she is very lucky.

Mum and I have been reading a few furry friends' blogs for a while now. Hi Poppy, Hi Millie!  Mum's blog isn't bad and I suppose she does have a few followers.  I've let her put my picture on there in the past but now I've decided it's my time.  This blog is going to feature a lot of fur, quite probably a lot of quilts and eidy-downs and from time to time, you might get to meet my fur-brothers while I have a kitty nap.

All that talk of eidys, you know how it is... 

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