Marzipan was the cat at the theatre door. She was also the cat on the theatre stairs. The woman-who-feeds-me often spoke of Marzipan, the Queen of the Astor Theatre in St Kilda. Everyone who went along to a show knew her. Sadly, Marzipan is no longer with us. After a long illness, she … [Read more...] about Goodbye, Ms Marzipan
old age
Lucy the Most Senior Citizen
Lucy is the oldest cat in the world after reaching her 39th birthday. She's still fit as a fiddle - and catches mice in the garden. And here I was complaining about aches and pains of Getting Older. You'll not hear a word about my small and sporadic temporary memory confusion moments but I … [Read more...] about Lucy the Most Senior Citizen
I’ve still got it!
There's life in the old boy yet! (Although not much in this rat). I thought the woman who feeds me would be pleased with this irrefutable evidence of my keen observance of housecat duties. But you know how it is with people, they're unpredictable. Before I go any further I make a formal … [Read more...] about I’ve still got it!
Oh Lord, let me not be an old fart
Sometimes I feel my age. It's all the brain really, in the little Poirotien grey cells. It's not about senior moments and little accidents (cats get them too) it's about the relevance of things to my daily life. My response to tragedy is no longer an impassioned howl to the heavens on the bloody … [Read more...] about Oh Lord, let me not be an old fart
I am not a fat cat
Comments can be hurtful. Especially when they refer to your physical characteristics, like ears (a bit raggedy) and waistline (too much of it) from yesterday's post. I even changed the photo in chagrin. I tell you right now I'm not used to getting snide comments about my belly, I'm unaccustomed … [Read more...] about I am not a fat cat
In which I ponder human treachery
Sometimes I totally fail to understand the workings of the human mind - the illogic and inconsistency. Take the woman, for example. When I was first liberated from the travails of the animal hospital, she kept me inside for a week. I was reduced to staring through the window at the invading … [Read more...] about In which I ponder human treachery