Tasmiya

Here is Noodles once again. He is normally in stalking position, ready to jump at some bug or anything moving for that matter but this day he was quite content to curl up in the long grass and have a nap.

Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.
Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge.
Open draw, empty shoe, anybody’s lap will do.
Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.
Anywhere! They don’t care! Cats sleep anywhere.

- Cats Sleep Anywhere by Eleanor Farjeon

I’m at work but fear not ethical and moral po, am not blogging while at work – I’m using the nifty “publish later” thingo so while you are all relaxing, lazing, chilling on a Saturday and checking out my cat pictures, think of me speaking to owners, vaccinating, lancing abscesses, getting bitten, scratched and being growled at and saving lives;  you know, that sort of stuff.

This is Noodles (aka Meat Noodles Fur, Koonaya, Vookoonaya, Voox)

Noodles was a stray and he is ours now – desexed, vaccinated and dewormed & deflead and all the rest and as you can see, very pampered. The other cats HATE him though and he is forever getting beaten up although he does start a lot of the fights. He used to be friends with a few of the cats down the street but now he isn’t getting along with any of them, either. He’s just misunderstood.