The Thunderers from Down Under
The life and times of two kitty brothers, and one interloper.
Somewhere under there is a scared tabby cat...
Squeak: Despite all my rage...
Gigi: You need to control your rage tho the ginger doethn't bight you.
Squeak has an infected bight. So off to the V-E-T.
Squeak: Go Rocious!!
Gigi: You're awethome!
Littlepip: Yay! You rock!
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Squeak: Is my teddy, you cannot has.
Teddy: Not a pillow.
Gigi: If yu thtay there you'll get thquathed.
Patches: I'm making sure you stay on your side of the road.
Patches is the white & black we've been talking about. He & Fluffy live across the road and I think are littermates.
Fluffy: What are you looking at?
This morning, broad daylight...
Roooowwwrrr...
Kerry: Oh, here we go again. Who is that?
Fluffy: *stalk, stalk, hackles way up*
Squeak: *puffs up* Grr, you're a white cat, I can see you stalking...
Kerry: Fluffy! Go home! *waves arms* Squeak, you go home, too.
Fluffy is the white & black fluffy brother of the other white & black smooth cat across the road. Neighbours have implied that those two are the neighbourhood bullies. I have seen tufts of white fluffy fur in my backyard so I assume Squeak and Fluffy have already met...
Squeak: Hey, Tooga. Kerry found this at the shops for Mumcat. π
Two nights ago, far too early...
YOOOOOWWWLLL!!
RRRRROOOWWWRRRR!!
Kerry: grumble, snork, too early *gets up staggers to the back door*
Squeak: Get lost! Get out of my house!
Ginger kitty: I was here first! You just arrived, interloper!
Squeak: I'm a tabby cat! And you're in my house!
I got to the back door to see the ginger from up the road bailed up inside the cat door. Half asleep, I made the rookie mistake of opening the door...
Squeak: YOWL! HISS! *swipe, claw, bight, attempted murder*
Ginger kitty fought back and managed to escape under the back fence, Squeak in hot pursuit. Squeak came back a little while later and has been a bit cuddly since. No signs of injury but we're keeping a close eye.
As I've said, this street is filled with free roaming kitties.
Gigi: *nom nom nom*
Littlepip: (from the other side of the closed door) Hey, are you finished yet?
Gigi: Thettle down! I'll finith in my good time, garbage gut-th.
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Littlepip: Guard cat! You're famous!
Gigi: I'm pretty good but I wouldn't thay famouth yet, interloper.
Squeak: He's a tabby cat. And you are famous! Immortalised in ceramic!
Gigi: Oh dear. You'd think Kerry would have taken my good thide. *embarrassed*
Littlepip: We'd better tell Auntie Charmaine, I'm sure she'd like a cup with Luci. She can be famous, too!
Black cat: *sneak sneak sneak*
Gigi: *just wandering past the neighbour's car*
Black cat: Who are you??
Gigi: *puffs up* I'm Gigi, who are you?
Black cat: I am Midnight, the black panther.
Gigi: You look more like Twilight the black kitten.
Midnight: No, Twilight is a purple pony with a horn.
Gigi: Ith it true what they that about black cat-th bringing bad luck?
Midnight: Is it true what they say about ginger cats having only one brain cell between them...?
Gigi: murmur, not a pillow. zzzzzz.
Littlepip: Starving down here!
I tried to film him calling but he tends to stop talking if I'm recording.
Outside, glorious sunny day...
Gigi: Thqueaky, look over there.
Squeak: Ooh, another kitty.
Gigi: I hope he doethn't croth our path. *giggles*
We have two black cats near home, one has a collar and is mostly inside. So many kitties in this street!
Gigi: ... and the white & black kitty acroth the road ith mean!
Squeak: How so?
Gigi: Kerry wath making friendth with him. I went down to the road and he hithed at me!. Kerry gave him a talking to and thent him home.
Squeak: I think our arrival has upset a couple of previous alpha kitties.
Squeak: *typing, typing...* Ooh, what's this?
Littlepip: What have you found?
Squeak: Apparently we've won some dirhams.
Gigi: They don't thound appetithing.
Squak: I'm fairly sure they will taste like spam.
Littlepip: Grumble, stop combing me please...
Littlepip was microchipped when he arrived. We think he was an escapee from a litter because the chip details said Female! They also said he is a Bengal cross. I'm unsure of the second and pretty unconvinced on the first. What I do know is he has a double coat. So much underfur!
Luci: These birds are far too quick. I feel, sadly, that I may have been over indulging in treats.
Auntie Charmaine: Hello darling, would you like a nice treat?
Luci: Purrrrrrrr
Gigi: I think it'th very wathteful to run water over your body. *lick lick lick*
Squeak: I know. And what's the story with the bottle with the bubbly stuff that Kerry & Shell put on their heads? *lick lick lick*
Gigi: Thometimeth I don't underthtand humanth. *lick lick lick*
Gigi: Yeth, that niothy thing ith jutht thtrange. Doethn't do anything exthept make noithe.
Fan: Whirrrrrr!
Shower fan: Whirrrrrr!
Gigi: What'th that noithe? Ith that the thing that pourth water over Kerry and Thell?
Fan: Whirrrrrr!
Gigi: No, I don't think the water maketh that noithe. Don't know why you'd pour water over yourthelf anyway...
Shell: Hey Kerry, when did you unbox the ornament on the coffee table?
Kerry: Ornament on the coffee table...?
Ornament: zzzzzz
Gigi: What are you doing?
Littlepip: *yawn* Recharging.
Squeak: What's up here? *wander wander* oh well, cleaning time. *lick lick lick* Too cold, gotta move over.
Gigi: *quivering with excitement* Guyth! Come and thee! Come and thee!
Squeak: Woah, you're jumping out of your fur. What have you found?
Gigi: Thell thent an Ikea blanket to Auntie Janith! And it'th arrived!
Littlepip: Wow! Another ginger camouflage cat!
Squeak: Yeah, that's Siracha, Auntie Janis' grandkitten.
Gigi: *jumping up and down with joy!*
Shell posted some Ikea blankets overseas. It seems they're a hit!
Squeak: Can't see me.
Gigi: You're not ginger. Are you thure about that?
Littlepip: Hello there.
Littlepip: I'm watching you, black and white cat.
Yesterday's visitor lives across the road. Both Littlepip and Gigi took turns staring daggers through the screen door. Neighbour told us the black & white is friendly to humans but a thug to strange cats. I can't wait 'till he meets Squeak.
Littlepip: You comfortable over there?
Gigi: *cleaning tail* Yeth, thank you. How'th Thqueaky?
Littlepip: Wanting out. I think he's exploring in the garage.
Kerry: Littlepip isn't a lap cat so I was enjoying that few minutes of him sitting there.
Gigi: Tho many boktheth in thith houthe!
Squeak: And too many not opened.
Littlepip: And I can't see much from this window.
The Thunderers arrived safely in the new house this afternoon. They have eaten, are in good condition and are totally out of sorts with the complete disorganisation!
Kerry: So we're in the new house and we've had a visit from a local boy & little girl. Very friendly.
From a couple of days ago...
Littlepip: Can you feel it?
Gigi: Thomething ith brewing...
Squeak: (out of frame) Changes are afoot...
Changes were afoot. Kitties are now safely in the Cat Motel and the house is being fed into a truck, box by box. Big City, here we come!
Squeak: Despite all our rage...
Littlepip: Raging about being in here!
Gigi: Theiling Cat, I hate the cat cage!
The Thunderers are going on a holiday to the cat motel while we move house. They will be back with us in the next house in about 10 days.
Gigi: Gonna get youuuu!
Squeak: No you're noooot!
Gigi: Ooh, what'th up there? Oh well, *flop*
Littlepip: I would like some dinner now please.
Littlepip: Yes, I can put the cute on, on demand, thank you π
Gigi: What? Ith thith a tabby cat thing? You're thquithing my Ikea blanket!
Littlepip: So NOW I'm a tabby cat?
Squeak: *knead, knead* Settle, I'm fluffing it up. And it's in a BOX!
Littlepip: Mmmm, this is very comfortable.
Gigi: Leth thquith on my Ikea blanket would be nithe.
Littlepip: But it's in a box. We always like boxes.
Gigi: And you're thedding on it.
Littlepip: No pleasing you, guard cat.
Gigi: No, there ithn't, interloper.
Littlepip: I'm a tabby cat.
The Thunderers from Down Under
The ongoing journey of three feline brothers.
MEGGS, a ginger mackerel tabby, who was the biggest as a kitten, something which his brothers donβt allow him to forget easily;
SQUEAK, a grey and black spotted tabby with cloud soft fur, who is a cat who is not fond of heights, something else which his brothers never fail to remind him; and,
GIGI, a ginger spotted tabby, who speaks with a pronounced lisp and who was thought deceased for 15 months until the pound phoned and he was reunited with his family.
And also their pet humans, Kerry and Shell, who cater to their every whim.