the furry ones

There has been a large furor lately about a fox attack that happened on two babies who were lying in their cot - in their house, on the third floor. Both babies were seriously injured, and while they are both home now, one of them may need plastic surgery throughout her life, due to the facial injuries. 

Apparently 6 foxes have now been trapped in their backyard and put to death.

Nothing can lessen the horror of this event - particularly the fact that the fox had to travel up 2 flights of stairs to get at the girls. That they were not safe in their own bedroom.

What bites on me - however - is...

I've been using a couple of iphone apps to adjust and edit my photos (just for a laugh) so here are the results!...
It's not summer yet, but as the eternal optimist I've put the shade sails up. And the cat loves it. Makes for some funky photos too!...

pruning - cat style

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The cat has decided that the old jasmine needs pruning, and has set about doing it for me. It's looking particularly sparse at the moment....

My old mangy friend

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I've always hated the foxes that call our back access passage their home, as they are - for the most part - a mangy pack of degenerate creatures who are also responsible for the theft and mutliation of 3 sneakers. Also suspects in the theft of one thong (the footwear variety).There are so many of them in this area that they've become quite brazen. They wander about during the early afternoon sometimes, and don't take flight until you get quite near them.In summer they take over the night with their mating screams and howls.The very first time I ever...

jet lag and babbling

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The cat is sleeping on my arms, which is making typing this post very very difficult indeed. He hasn't done this since he was a kitten, which just shows how much our holiday has affected him.I decided that a cattery wasn't a good solution for Toby while we were away in Sydney over christmas because I didn't like the idea of him cooped up in a cage, so I paid the vet's receptionist to come and take care of him every morning for two weeks. I also asked a friend of mine if she'd pop in during the evening and...

Fox on the shed roof, part 2

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It was so cold today that one of the young foxes decided to sleep the afternoon away in the sun on our shed roof. He was there for at least an hour, and I was able to get out the back door and creep up on him. I was about 7 feet away when I got this shot. The camera noise startled him, he took one look at me (which I snapped) and then he took off. The sun had gone off him by then anyway, so I didn't feel that guilty! Until that point, I'd only got photos...

You belong in the zoo

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Whoa, black mousie, bambalam!

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Had some fun teasing the cat. He loves to chase his "black mousie" which I swear must be filled with catnip, because no other toy gets him dashing about looking for it, then leaping and diving to get it from me. All I have to say is "Where's black mousie?" and his eyes dart, his ears flick up, and he starts to look about for it, running back to me hoping that I've found it....

Fox on the shed roof

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Just spotted this one one sitting on our shed roof. He wasn't lounging about, he seemed almost nervous and not sure what he was doing. He quickly disappeared under our neighbour's shed after I took this from our bedroom window with a telephoto lens....
Given the choice, Toby would eat a mouse over his dried catfood anyday. He'd choose the mouse over his sachet's of beef and peas too. Which piques the question, why doesn't cat food come in mouse flavour?Taking down a cow is hardly the natural behaviour of the domestic cat, although his wild cousins would have no hesitation. A domestic cat spends his days watching small and fragile animals with keen interest while attempting to work out how to catch and eat them.I am very happy for Toby to keep the mouse population down. But I am not keen on him...

Butterfly rescue

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2009-07-24, originally uploaded by pinkpie. The day started with screaming this morning. I had to investigate like the partially good mother that I am, and partly because I could hear jamie screaming "Toby's got a [gibberish]". I assumed the missing portion of that sentence was mouse, and I don't relish the job of cleaning mouse guts off our carpet - which is sort of reminiscent of mouse guts in the first place. The missing word turned out to be not mouse, but butterfly, and I don't think I have ever seen jamie quite so devastated at something. She was...

A cool cat (not!)

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2009-03-07_83, originally uploaded by pinkpie. The cat is feeling a bit fragile today. He's padding about in slow motion so that every movement reminds you that he's delicate. He's really milking the whole fragile thing though - and a more appropriate attitude would be one of humble embarrassment. But he's a cat, and that would be an impossible combination. The reason for his delicate sighs and "oh poor me" glances is because earlier this morning we had to rescue him. Rescuing him involved me shedding quite a lot of blood and ending up looking like I had scratching posts...

random dead things

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The great thing about cats is the fact that they keep the mouse population down. Which in our house - with a history of 18 mice caught and released into the local park (plus one brutally murdered in a traditional trap, to my eternal horror) - is a good thing. The horrible thing about cats is the fact that they play with the mouse that they've caught long after it ceases to be potential food. Two days running I've had to remove a sodden cold carcass from Toby that he was playing with delightedly in the back yard. Despite being...

today is TOBY day!

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I have a furring bundle of purr climbing over me! He's also got catfood breath, which is pretty rank having just snacked on a sachet of kitten food. The girls are upset because he likes me and not them so far. They both fail to realise that they move at 100 miles an hour, where I just stay put and talk gently to him. Plus I sung to him all the way home in the car. He's in the back room and I am sitting on the sofa chair with the laptop. He was in here by himself for a...

Slow worms and mice

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I was trying to dismantle the rockery the other day, rock by rock. It's not so much a rockery, as a slag heap dumped when they built the conservatory. It has an amazing collection of plants in it though. Throughout the whole year different things kept coming up almost like a flower lottery. But I got quite a surprise when I pulled up one rock, and saw a scaly body beneath. I poked it, and out came a snake like creature. But the tail was different. It was rounded. Although I'd never seen one before, I knew it was a...
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