Merry Christmas

Hope all our readers have a wonderful Christmas – we hope to see you back here again in the New Year.

Best wishes,  Lesley & the girls x x x

and so it continues

Having successfully got upstairs (see yesterday’s post) Mango seems to have made it her mission to keep on trying to score points against me.

Whilst sitting at my desk this morning I could hear a strange noise – banging followed by a scrabbling sort of noise.  I got up to investigate, only to discover Mango sitting on the footstool next to the coffee table.  She had managed to open the drawer in the coffee table (the banging noise, I presume) and was poking her rather elegant nose through the contents of the drawer (the scrabbling noise).  Rather disgruntled at being disturbed, I shut the drawer (loudly), shooed her off the footstool and used it to wedge the drawer shut.

Peace at last or maybe that should read, for now.  I wonder what the pair of minxes will get up to next . . . . .

Double Act

I am quite used to the girls ganging up on me and causing chaos.  However, this weekend they took their shenanigans to a new level.

It is a house rule that doors are to be kept closed as I do not want the girls upstairs.  DS, in his rush to get something from his room, left the downstairs door slightly open.  If I hadn’t seen for myself what happened next, well, I just wouldn’t have believed it. . . . . .

Mango used her paw to (very quietly) open the door.  It took her a few attempts as the door keep moving.  Once the door was open, she stood back and allowed Poppy to go through.  Within seconds they were both upstairs having a whale of a time and all I could hear was my DS laughing at their antics.

Santa’s Little Helpers (not)!

It’s that time of year again – time to get the Christmas decorations out.  I find it amazing that the girls can be sound asleep but as soon as they hear the tinsel rustle, they are wide awake and ready to help (interfere).
The little “darlings” were into everything – no bag or box went uninvestigated: ribbons were chased; Santa was pushed and shoved here, there & everywhere; the ladder was for climbing and a tug of war took place with the tinsel!   What fun they had!!


Eventually, the decorations were up, the house looked festive and felt cosy but best of all I had two tired cats curled up together in the armchair – bliss!