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RIP Vernon

I’ve just seen that the last post in my Pussy cats category was how excited we were to get to Blenheim to meet Vernon and barely a month after that, and only 2 months after he arrived to live with our friends in Blenheim, he’s gone to Kitty Heaven 🙁 We got the distressing call last night that he suffered some sudden terminal unexplained illness and was put to sleep.

Vernon we were glad to meet you and you were SUCH a lovely cat.

A couple more pictures to remember you by – a pat from Aidan before bed

A pat before bed

And a special quiet cat corner in Aidan’s man tent.

Refuge in the man tent

Finally met Vernon

After weeks of squeaking in cat voice down the phone to Dean and Steph enquiring about Vernon we finally got to meet him this weekend. He’s made himself right at home at their place – here he is in the bathroom waiting for someone to run the water for him so he can have a drink

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Happiness is patting a cat 🙂

First pat of Vernon

Scooby & the cupcake

Matt’s partner is baking her way through hundred’s of cupcakes in order to find the perfect recipe for their wedding cupcake tower next year. Lucky for us, there are often cupcakes going spare and we’ve sampled some of the non-chocolate offerings – the latest raspberry ones are absolutely delicious and so soft! There’s nothing nicer than arriving at work to a cupcake on your desk … however this backfired the other day because Matt was testing something on Twitter and uploaded a cupcake photo – The Mister called out to me from reading Twitter “Ooooh, Lizzie is baking cupcakes again!” Next morning I was sent off to work with no morning tea in my lunch bag because he told me there was bound to be a cupcake on my desk … he had the most crest-fallen face when there wasn’t one. Supermarket biscuits are absolutely no substitute for a cupcake surprise. Matt felt pretty bad and said he’d take more care with his choice of ‘old’ photos to upload in future and I felt pretty embarrassed that The Mister had been that presumptuous – we don’t even know Lizzie that well!

Anyway, Lizzie’s batch this week caught the eye (and nose) of Scooby – Matt managed to get this great photo!

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Vernon

Meet Vernon everyone – the newest member of our Blenheim urban family!

Welcome Vernon

Got a text yesterday while we were out having coffee with this photo and the message “Meet Vernon, perhaps you could come and visit him?” – was very excited! Obviously I knew who the text was from but I didn’t tell The Mister, just showed him the photo and asked him to guess (the floor is a giveaway for us) but his first horrified comment was “oh no, Tess hasn’t died has she?” The plan was for cats after the dogs had gone to doggie heaven but as we’ve since discovered, Vernon is such a lovely, placid family cat abandoned at the SPCA that they’re not worried about having a dog and cat at the same time. So far all is well. And Vernon slept on Aidan’s bed last night so he’s right at home already – he knows who the boss of that house is!

Now off to find the next cheap flights to get down there and meet him!

Orchard Street cats

During our random wandering around an area of the Lower East Side that we’d not been to yesterday we discovered a shoe shop on Orchard Street where a couple of cats live. Wasn’t shoe shopping but couldn’t resit going in when we saw their sign on the door warning dog owners to beware!

Shoe shop with cats

One of the cats, Marlo, was very smoochy, but the other, Bowery, just sat there and let me pat him but refused to look at me. They were very at home in the shop.

Shoe shop with cats

Orchard Street was rather lovely and quaint with a lazy afternoon feel – tree-lined streets with small shops of handmade or collectible items – jewellery, shoes, men’s clothes etc with a little diner or restaurant on every corner.

Orchard Street

First New York kitty!

We saw him! On 5th Ave! A man was sitting on a crate with a bag of belongings, reading a book with a sign that said “Please help. Every little bit counts”. And in front of him on a blanket with a bowl of nuts and a bowl of water was a tabby cat. In a jersey. He seemed quite contented there and when he did get up and take a couple of steps along the sidewalk the man grumped “Hey! Where you think you’re going?” Kitty stopped in his tracks. “Where you going? GET back here.” Kitty turned and came back and sat on his blanket! He had no lead around him and knowing cats, I don’t know how he was being prevented from darting into the rushing traffic or getting under a trillion shoppers’ feet or skeltering off at loud brakes on a bus or angry cabs honking their horns.

I didn’t go and pat him, I wasn’t sure of the etiquette although it was probably $1 a pat.

New York kitty!

Scooby no show

Went out to Plimmerton this morning to feed Scooby but he didn’t come when I called! 🙁 And after much cat-voice calling around the neighbourhood I caused enough disturbance for a neighbour to come out and ask what I was doing there!

However, there was a tui that came really close to get to the flax plant by the driveway – I think that’s the closest I’ve ever been to one – even closer than the ones that come to the window in Awakeri.

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Scooby soccer

About time for another cat photo! Here’s one of Scooby watching the All Whites game a couple of weekends ago that I’ve only just rediscovered from Matt in my Inbox.

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Hello

I’m still here. Just so much going on …

  • So much help to write
  • Have to give my first ever presentation at the stock exchange this week
  • Have got a new role
  • Still training 2 new staff, lost my original Oompa Loompa to another team
  • Got a new phone
  • Had to entertain parents for a weekend
  • Housework and ironing is piling up
  • and Christmas is only 6 weeks away

Anyway, here’s a picture of the pussy cat at the Brown Sugar in Otaki that we stopped in to visit on our way to Palmerston North last week when The Mister got called up there to give a presentation.

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Blenheim kitty

One of the nice routines in Blenheim is the daily walk – dogs and child need to get out for some air, and obviously does us all some good, especially those of us spending our lives in an office. This weekend in Blenheim we took a route around the block that took us by a house where a very friendly cat saw us and ran across the grass meowing, tail in the air and jumped up on the fence for a smooch and pat. He was so friendly! So we took that route every day and managed to catch a photo of him today. It took a bit of luring to get him to come for a pat today though because he was out on the porch with the ladies next door who were knitting and gossiping and providing plenty of pats. But in the end he came for a big cuddle 🙂

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