Wish I never got up...

I went in to work to find one of my cow-orkers had suffered an accident with the nasty chemicals. So being a Good Guy I volunteered to replace her once I’d done my morning round.
Only to find at when I went in at 11 that nobody had done anything since it happened at half eightish. The stuff to be washed up filled the room and was out the door. F….
Remind me not to volunteer myself again. I ache in places I didn’t even know existed.

Then came home to find Nou dead. He was old and, I suspect, a mixture of declining health and having waited four lunar months for mom to come back home. As I said on my calendar video today, I expected it to happen but then I expected mom to die after having seen her…it doesn’t make it any better or easier.
In case you don’t know which cat is which (given both are big and black), Wawa is the indoor puffball with the enormous eyes and Nou was the outdoor cat that used to find his way into, well, most of the outdoor photos and videos. It’ll be strange, since he used to meet me at the property boundary (he knew exactly where it was) and then lead the car home. Or I’d be reading the paper or doing something at the computer and I’d look out the window to see a sleeping cat……with one eyeball firmly fixed on me.

So, comfort food it is tonight.

Sorry to hear this, old fiend – I’ll confidently call you that even though I’ve never met you.

Wawa is the indoor puffball

Chris wants to know why you would name a cat after two portions of cat food¹.
We’re both uncertain whether you have the correct ratio of management to humans.
Still, mum now has a supervisor :)

So, comfort food it is tonight.

Wawa gets Dreamies?

¹ We were taught by our old cat Moet that it’s proper name is “Waaaaaaaaa” – the length of the aaaa sound is variable, the volume has to be the best that vocal cords can manage

Wawa, as in short for Konnichiwa, as in…..

I came up with the name (gee, ya think?!)
Mom shortened it.
Cat accepted.

Yes, mom now has somebody to boss her around.

As for me? Well Wawa will soon be in heat (because of all the fur, she starts months earlier than normal cats) so… Yeah… I’ll know about it. Constantly. And loudly.

the volume has to be the best that vocal cords can manage

Strange. Elsie (Nou’s progenitor) was the complete opposite. Go outside and yell for her, she’d likely not show up. Go outside and whisper her name, she’d show up if she felt like it.
But then, she was a master of hiding in plain sight. Ellie was always near, you just didn’t know where.

PS: I have no idea what cat food is called in the UK, so sorry Chris, I didn’t get it.

Wawa gets Dreamies?

Dreamies™? Sounds like a brand of pillow. Let me look for Dreamies™ on Google.
Oh, I see. I think what you call Dreamies™ is what we call Catisfactions™.

Dreamies™ – https://www.dreamiestreats.co.uk/
Catisfactions™ – https://www.catisfactions.fr/

Anyway, no… I meant me. https://youtu.be/IB0t9PL5PrQ

You have my condolences and sympathy Rick. That’s a rough day.

I lost my favourite cat to cancer a couple of weeks ago. I don’t actually have any cats, but my wife does. There was a time few years ago when the house population was thirteen – excluding the humans! But Amber was the only one that ever really got to me in that way. My wife used to breed pedigree British Shorthairs, so I saw Amber from the moment she was born up until a couple of hours before she was put to sleep.

Sorry to hear of your loss. Our cat, who is not all that old, 14 years maybe, has started having strokes. He goes round and round, always deasil, as if confused by his tail. He generally recovers within a few minutes; that is quicker than my late neighbour, who had quite a few. Mind you, the cat does not drink whisky. He does not seem to suffer any pain during his strokes, but I think he loses vision in his left eye, which would explain why his circumambulations are always clockwise.

Nou was 16. Which is basically prehistoric old when it comes to outdoor cats around here (larger creasures, other cats, cars, hunters… their usual lifespan is 2-3 years; though some cats have rather more luck (hi John!)).

Some photos: https://heyrick.eu/blog/index.php?diary=20200122

Oh, I see. I think what you call Dreamies™ is what we call Catisfactions™.

Looks like the same stuff, marketed with Franglais.

Anyway, no… I meant me. https://youtu.be/IB0t9PL5PrQ

Ah, now to take that a little further you need butter and a section of a baguette for the chips. Red or brown sauce to taste.