Laid Out Like Lamb And Lettuce

Our little Oscar can always find somewhere to take it easy. And with this warm weather that we are currently getting, he obviously prefers to be outside.

So does Gail. And when I came home from work the other day, I found them both relaxing on the patio. Gail was sitting, eating an ice cream, while Oscar was stretched out on a large plastic box, where we store some of the garden tools.

He looked so comfortable and contented. So much so, that he didn't mind having his photo taken, yet again!

Keeping Watch

Marmalade really does like stowing himself away in the garage, for a bit of peace & quiet, and not to be bothered by Oscar.

Gail made him a new resting place the other week, with some new boxes and an old blanket neatly folded, to make him a comfortable resting place. Which he seems to love.

I got him here, as he was just waking up and ready to come in the house for some food.

My, What Big Eyes You've Got

"All the better to watch you get my food ready".

So thinks Oscar, as he watches me from the comfort of his cuddly bed.

And yes, Oscar certainly loves his food. and is forever pestering us to get him some. he is very partial to ham, and always knows when there's some in the fridge. As he will sit patiently waiting for a slice or two, just like Oliver Twist.

Wherever I Lay My Cat, That's My Home

Gail and I are currently moving some furniture around in our house and doing a bit of a spring clean.

Oscar though wasn't too impressed, as he had lost (for now) one of his usual napping places.

Still, it didn't take him that long to find another. Our upside down pouffe to be precise. So it seems that a cat can sleep just about anywhere.

Feeling Ruff

Poor Oscar. He doesn't look that pleased with the tutu that Gail put on him as a bit of fun.

He walked around the house trying to get it off him. He wouldn't keep still long enough for me to get a good shot, so sadly he is a little blurred in places.

Forty Winks

Here's another photo of Oscar asleep. He sure does love dozing and really does make sure that he is really comfortable while he's doing it.

I don't know how many hours in the day he does sleep, but it's certainly a lot more than me.  Maybe because a cat only lives around 10 years, while a human it's 70. So perhaps one day for us is equal to a week for them. Maybe there isn't any truth in my idea, but maybe it explains why Oscar sleeps for about three quarters of a day.

Sleepy Time

Our little Oscar. You must agree that he is so photogenic. I  just can't seem to stop taking photos of him. Especially when he's sleeping like a baby, and snoring quietly to himself.

Eyes, Whiskers And A Little Pink Nose

Oscar is a very photogenic cat, and he doesn't seem to mind having his photo taken.

Here he is looking all sweet and innocent whilst posing for the camera. In reality he is just sitting patiently for food, like some feline Oliver Twist.

Sleeping On The Job

Here's another shot of Oscar in the Land of Nod. Curled up on a wicker chair and using the arm as a pillow.

He was snoring at one point, which made me turn round and look at him. A gentle little snore, with a bit of a whistle. So I just had to take his photo.

Maybe next time I'll video him in action.

Every Castle Needs A Cat

Thursday was my last night in Cardiff, and despite the rain, I went for a last look around the city centre.

I hadn't realised that Cardiff Castle was within walking distance of the hotel that I was staying in. So that was my first port of call.

Of course it was closed by the time I got there, so I walked some length of the wall facing the main road.

I was quite surprised to see this giant cat trying to escape from the grounds. Fortunately it was a stone one and wouldn't get very far. Especially with the busy road opposite.

The Bear Necessities

Oscar asleep again on the settee.

This time he's using the cats' teddy bear as a pillow.

Sweet dreams Oscar!

Can I Come Too?

Sorry for the low quality and blurred image. Definitely not up to my usual standard, but I quickly had to grab my camera, as Gail called me into the living room.

You see we are currently in the middle of packing for our week long trip to Tuscany in Italy which starts tomorrow, and Oscar had this idea of wanting to come with us. He thought by trying to climb into one of our suitcases we wouldn't notice.  But he is quite a big fellow, and would certainly have made the suitcase overweight.

Better luck next time Oscar!

Peek-a-Boo

He's young Oscar up to mischief on the stairs. I can see you, you little monkey, it's no good trying to hide behind the bannister. And don't scratch the carpet!

Posing Pussy

Today is apparently International Cat Day, and clearly Oscar is well aware of this, with the way he is relaxing on our garden seat. Laid out like lamb and lettuce, as the saying goes.

Still Life

Marmalade chilling out on the drive, enjoying a little bit of sunshine.

A minute or two later and he was asleep. Oh to be a cat.

Oscar

Here's another shot of our little Oscar. Well he's not that little actually, but he's still adorable.

You may remember me telling you about Marmalade and how he had found a quiet little haven in the garage. Well now Oscar has found it as well, so it's a race as to who gets there first.

Laid Out Like Lamb & Lettuce

Can a cat's life get any better? Oscar stretched on on Gail's sun lounger, enjoying the warm weather that we are currently getting.

Shaded Area

Here's Marmalade enjoying a bit of shade from the patio table.

Boxing Clever

It's now Oscar's turn to find a comfy spot in the garage.  He's gone for being on a box, unlike Marmalade, who likes sleeping in a box,  as I showed you recently.

The little rogue didm't want to come out this morning, as I was getting my bike out ready to go to work. So I put a bowl of food and water in the garage and left him to it.

I sent a text to Gail telling her about Oscar. Fortunately she was only working half a day today, so Gail was able to let him out when she got home.

Another Forty Winks

It's not just Oscar that's found a new place to sleep, Marmalade's got one too. Inside a cardboard box which we've stored in the garage.

Marmalade snuck into the garage when I was putting my bike away this evening. I knew he had gone in, but decided to leave him in there for a while, as he does like to have a bit of "me time" away from everything.

Some time later Gail called me, as she had opened the garage door and saw mim dozing in the box, that had some paper packing in it. Fortunately he was facing the garage window, so I could take a photo of him through the glass. Doesn't he look cute with using one of the box flaps as a pillow.