When life knocks you down, calmly get back up, smile, and say. "You hit like a bitch."


No more Lenny.

Not in the sense that he’s not here anymore, just his name. We really struggled to get used to his name, I know it’s still early days, but a name has to suit an animal, and everytime I called him I thought of Lenny’s song “American woman”, now let me just say, that our new addition is by no means suave, cool or hot, he’s a bit of a clutz and slightly dof. So we decided to call him Maddox instead, it suits him better and we are happier with his name. This morning when I spoke to the Vet’s assistant, she asked me what his name was, and I sheepishly admitted that we haven’t settled on a name yet. *blush* so she said they’d call him “Cat” for now.

On Friday he will go and be neutered, shame poor lil guy, he’s in for a bit of a shock. Cassey on the other hand has not let up yet, she still growls and spits at the intruder, but she at least tolerates him in her presence, so it’s a start. And all he wants to do is play.

She looks very unimpressed Cassey decided that the scratching block was hers now!

Our boy Maddox!

H knocked off one of the tree decorations!

Supposed to read “He”

He's always playing!