Friday, 8 August 2014

Look at my Cats...

I made a conscious decision a few years ago that I wasn’t going to have any children. I may seem coldhearted to some people but I just don’t get all excited and swoony over babies. Loads of my friends have got kids, and they’re all gorgeous, but I just haven’t felt any desire to have any and I don’t think I’ve got the energy now anyway.

But that’s not to say I don’t have a kind of mothering instinct…

So meet my children. Lots of visitors to our house can’t tell them apart – which is ridiculous because they both have distinctly different faces and builds. Little Mog is all lithe and sleek, with a  narrow and angular face, his eyes are so big that you can see the whites. Big Mog is all fluffy with a beautiful rounded face.

d13 Little Mog when he was a teeny tiny kitten.

This is Dexter aged 1 peering over the top of the shelf at me. Little Mog aged 1 peering over the top of the shelf at me.

Mog hiding under a bag. Little Mog under a  bag – one of his favourite hiding places

t16 Big Mog waiting to head off on an epic adventure.

photos 015 Big Mog prefers the Wii balance board.

image Big Mog sure loves shiny things. Like a kid at Xmas!

I read an alarming article recently about how black cats are being abandoned at animal shelters because they’re not photogenic… by photogenic I assume that means, their pretty little faces are obscured by shadows. We have a lot of black stuff in our house so our cats regularly hide from us while remaining out in the open… they get stood on a lot by accident, the poor things.

But not photogenic? Look at them… look at their faces… seriously look at my cats..!




Look at my Cats...