Neuroticat on the Tower of Power

OH is feeding the blackbirds dry cat food -- it keeps them energised while they find more suitable food for their young.

Neuroticat has more than enough dry cat food in a bowl on the ground but it's obviously far more fun to try and fish it off the birdtable.

She also likes this spot because her eternal rival, bullyboy Black-and-White Cat, is by now way too fat to hoick himself and his man boobs that far up. You can hear it, can't you? "I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!"

We don't allow her to stay there though because she also has an unpleasant habit of spiking guileless blackbirds trying to land onto the patio like a seasoned volleyball player.

You wouldn't believe she was capable of it in the evening though when she's lying between OH and me on the sofa and has wrapped herself around my hand like a boxing glove, looking very cute.