Now then. Let’s see… where to start? An introduction, a hello, and then a bit of general chit chat? Ok then!
2012 is a leap year and it being the 29th February means I had an extra twenty-four hours to play around with today. The romantic possibilities ey? Well, no. Not really. Since I already have a husband and have no
imminent plans to replace him with a more good looking one, I put some proper effort into *drum roll…* the Whitburn Whiskers website – and – it’s working!
Starting a blog is a bit scary and I think our much-loved moggy is a bit nervous about becoming a pet celebrity. That said, here are some important things about us. I’m Rachel and she’s Lyla-cat. I like silly jokes – the more rubbish they are, the better; “Where does Kylie get her kebabs from?” – “Jason’s Donner-van”… That sort of thing. I have a thing about stationary (particularly notepads). Probably enough said about that. My favourite thing about Lyla-cat is her angry NOW face. Wake up NOW. Feed me NOW or a family favourite;
Lyla’s a bit tubby but it’s not her fault. Having her spayed as a mature rescue cat has just left her a little squidgy round the edges. I have no excuse – but we both have our exercise regimes. For instance, I went to a spinning class today. Painful saddle-bum + my big, red face scaring a small child in the street = the reason I hide indoors in the first place. Lyla has daily games to keep her going – here’s our peacock feather exercise.
We’d both love to have more animal friends with us at home. Well, that’s a lie. Lyla doesn’t like other animals – she is a very grumpy Lyla-cat. There’s just us, Richy the husband when he’s home and the fish now. I do love the fish though – especially when they horde together when I walk past and they decide, collectively, that it’s time for the giant shadow to deliver food. There are lots of other character flaws I could point out but the day’s nearly over. Just enough time to spend looking for pictures of cats in boxes. Well… everyone has to have a hobby.
Rachel (The Cat Whiskerer)