Personalised cat collars

Just a quick post to let you all know that personalised cat collars are available until SATURDAY on our website. We think they are totally fab and love wearing ours!
(Sorry - they are out of stock now - please sign up here to be reminded when they are available again, probably in February 2011.)

Our friends like theirs too (click to have a closer look).

Annie... Jumper... Loki... Pie - aren't they lovely!

If your cat would like to look as TOTALLY AWESOME as us, all you have to do is go have a look at the personalised collars in our shop, and order by the end of Saturday October 15th. You have to wait a little while before receiving your collars, but we hope to have them posted out to you in the first week of November - so plenty of time for Christmas!

As well as our "Classic" style, which comes in blue, pink, purple and lime, Rachel has a new style in stock now as well, with pawprints. This time you can also have a phone number or first line of address printed on the inside. Lovely!

"Classic" style

Pawprints style

Pawprints, with phone number on inside

Paw-ge Clooney

Lila here - just time for a quick post - I'm in a bit of a fluster today.  A certain private snap has made its way onto the internet. I can't believe these photos have come out, this is so embarrassing...

He told me it was a bespoke cat carrier!!

What can I say, we're just good friends, I promise!

Bob the Big Issue Cat

It's one of those rare occasions where we allow another cat to take centre stage on our blog (I know, shocker!). Last time was after Rachel and Pete visited Marrakesh and we wanted to share some photos of the street cats who didn't have a sofa to cuddle on or a box of Whiskas Temptations between the lot of them, sob (you can read that post here).

This time we are (almost) gracefully making way for Bob the Big Issue Cat! [GET OUT OF THE WAY, Mia, it's not about you for once!]

You may have heard about Bob before. Someone on Twitter told us about him, and we were rather intrigued to read his story. You can read it here and here and see a video here but in a nutshell... Bob was a stray London cat who ended up worse off in a scrap (he wasn't even called Bob then...). He curled up on a doorstep and sat there feeling sorry for himself, and eventually someone living in the house found him - this was James. James doesn't really live in a proper house exactly but rather in something called a bedsit which is basically just one room, as he doesn't have much money, and he sells a magazine called the Big Issue on the streets of London.

Anyway even though James had hardly any money he took Bob to the RSPCA and got him medicine to make him feel better. Once James had finished giving Bob his meds and he was all better, Bob had decided he rather liked life with James and so stuck with him. Now it's four years later and they are inseparable. They make a great pair - while James sells his Big Issues on the streets of London, Bob sits on his bag and just chills out. He wears a harness so he can stay safe when they are walking around London, but the rest of the time he just stays sitting on the bag, posing for photos and generally just being a really cool cat!! He always looks very dapper, as he wears a wide selection of cat scarves which you can see on this flickr photostream.

Anyway yesterday Rachel was walking through Covent Garden and LO AND BEHOLD she saw Bob and James!! She was so excited to meet the both and after buying a Big Issue took some photos of them. Isn't he handsome in his lovely stripy scarf! I think we should have cat scarves for Christmas...

Bob guarding James' mags

Bob gets a fuss from a passer-by!

He's so dashing!

When we first heard about Bob, we weren't really sure about how much fun staying outside all day on the noisy street sounded, but Rachel says he looked ever so happy and content, and he had lovely thick fur like Mia and bright shiny eyes. Plus, he gets LOADS of strokes all day, and James even had a pot of Whiskas Temptations in his pocket to keep him happy - lucky boy!

Bob gets some noms.

Most amazing of all, James has written a book about their story which is out in March 2012. We can't wait to read it!

O-strich Of The Imagination

Look what we've got! Giant feathers! Woooo! They are like normal feathers, but WAY WAY bigger, and so obviously WAY WAY MORE FUN!

Let me tell you the story of how we got them...  So, Lila and I were just relaxing out in the garden.

I was just having a wash, and was about to have a nap...

...when we saw these birdies out of the corner of our eyes!

They looked so yummity, and we hadn't had lunch so we chased them around the garden... caught them... and ate them, one each. After we ate them we were super sleepy so I had a snooze.

But then the scary man-cat from up the road came into the garden and we both ran inside, so we brought the feathers in with us.

And so THAT is how we got our new toys! They are so much fun to play with, they are big enough to stand up to a bit of bunny-kicking, plus you can really get your teeth into them, and they taste great when you lick them, mmm ostrichy goodness.

Like all our favourite toys though, they go away into a cupboard at night. Boo!

Talk Like A Pirate Day!

Ahoy matey, today is International Talk Like A Pirate Day, so we're celebrating!! ARRRRR!!!

Not So Dramatic Cat

Remember the video of Mia sticking her tongue out like a muppet? Well Rachel was bored last night (I don't know why, she's got a huge to-do list, or she could have been feeding us treats or pointing the red dot around for us), so she added some exciting sounding music to the video make Mia a Dramatic Cat!!

Sit In

Today we went on STRIKE. (What's that you say? How can a cat go on strike when we sleep 23 hours of the day on average anyway? How very dare you!).

Anyway, back to the subject at hand. We were most put out when Rachel and Pete came home from work tonight and set to making THEIR dinner before attending to our gustatory needs! Worse still, their dinner involved opening at least two cans, which was pure torture.

When we realised our food wasn't immediately forthcoming, we decided to stage a protest. We briefly conferred over what form this should take. A march with placards? Too much effort, and besides, we can't hold writing implements. Picketing the oven? Unfortunately the humans can easily sweep us aside on the shiny kitchen floor. Hunger strike? Seemed counterproductive in the circumstances. Mia tentatively suggested a dirty protest ... but being hygenic types we eventually decided on a good old sit in in the saucepan cupboard.
Mia put on her best "I'm Grumpy" face.

I found a place with a little extra head height...

It worked! After a few minutes, Rachel started washing up our food bowls.

We watched her closely, but we didn't come out until our delicious meaty feast was dished out and waiting for us.

That'll teach them!!