This week we’ve been keeping daddy busy and he’s been teaching Angelin to catch her favourite crinkle balls. She just loves them and follows the crinkly sound wherever it goes. Her and daddy get to have their special playtime like mummy and I have our walkies. Angelin’s getting really good too and bats them back to daddy so he can throw them over and over and over again.

Millies still taking up a lot of mummy and daddy’s time, she’s normally a really cuddly cat who enjoys being around mummy and daddy all the time so they’re trying to give her some contact and cuddles so she still feels part of the family and feels loved and cared for. She sleeps in her cage most of the day and so in the evening once everything is done and mummy and daddy have had their dinner out she comes for as much cuddling as she wants. She still smells funny so Angelin and I are still very wary of her and keep hissing at her just to make sure she knows she’s got a long way to go to make up for all the attention she’s stealing from us. She’s gonna owe us so many treats when she’s better to make up for all of this. Still at least we don’t mind being in the same room as her now, at the beginning we just went and sat in the bedroom waiting for the weird smelling cat to go away but then, gradually we realised that weird smelling cat was Millie and if we wanted to do anything at all we had to start to adjust. Things are still a bit tense but we’ll get there eventually.

Maybe if she didn’t have that odd sounding, smelling and let’s be honest completely ridiculous looking cone on her head and didn’t look like a ginger floofy lamp (Peppar said that) then we might not be so confused by her. Mummy said that she was hoping to get Millies stitches out this week and had also hoped that would mean the cone could come off too but it wasn’t to be. Millie had a little scab by her stitches that they want to heal before they remove them. The vet had looked at it before and said it was nothing to worry about and Daddy and mummy realised it was being caused by the joint of the cone rubbing on her poorly leg so had put some soft cotton wool and tape over it to try to stop it rubbing. Well now Millie looks like a broken lampshade that someone’s done a really bad repair job on! 😹 Mind you compared to how I reacted (complete freak out) when I had a cone on she’s done really well. Paws crossed she’ll get the cone off soon.

I’ve been doing some climbing and enjoying my walkies. As you all know, there are lots of little humans where I live and one little girls that comes out to see us nearly every day. She’s quite noisy and runs after me to stroke me which I don’t like but mummy and I are training her to be quieter and slower so we can enjoy walkies together. She often says to mummy can I walk Jenny but mummy always says no as she’s worried that if I run after something the little girl might let go of the lead. The other day though there were two of them together and as part of their training mummy let them both stroke me. Mummy says it’s good for me to meet little humans and I teach them how to be gentle, that cats are little creatures and how to behave around us furry family members. They ask lots of questions which mummy patiently answered and they sat quite still so I felt ok, plus mummy was there stroking me and telling me what a good girl I was so I knew I was very safe. The little humans hands were very gentle and I even let them stroke my head, my ears, whiskers and paws. I wasn’t keen on them stroking my tail so I tucked it away under me so it disappeared. Then I’d had enough so off I went with mummy following, I know the little human isn’t normally allowed around the corner of the garden so that’s just where I headed. Bye bye they said, see you later.

Sometimes when mummy and I go for walkies when it’s cold mummy takes a sippy cup full of her hot tea to keep her warm, in the summer and when it’s the weekend daddy puts ‘adult’ drink in the cup instead. When he does this mummy always finishes it extra quick so we stop by our flat and mummy gets a drink drop from daddy on our balcony. Well it’s quite hard for mummy to catch the drink can whilst I’m busy exploring so she sometimes drops it in the flower bed! This week though the little girl was out with us so mummy said to her “ Would you like to hold the lead?” The little girl was very excited so mummy said “ You must hold it with both hands really tight and mustn’t let go, just stand still there and watch Jenny.” The little girl did just that and as mummy was preparing to catch her daddy drop drink can I was keen to carry on walkies, so off I went round the garden. I heard the little girl ask mummy “Can I walk with Jenny?” “Yes” mummy said and so off we went round the garden. It was much more fun walking with her than having her run after me and try to stroke me all the time and so tail up off I went. Mummy caught her drink and just as I was off round the corner she caught up with us. The little girls came with us and mummy said to her “ Jenny’s doing very well isn’t she? Why don’t you tell her what a good girl she is” “ Good girl Jenny” the little girl said and that made me happy. I was a bit unsure of the sound of the girls shoes coz they sounded different to mummy’s so as we went back mummy took the lead and I felt a bit more comfortable and followed her. “It’s ok” mummy told the girl, “Jenny just needs to get used to the sound of your shoes, it was ok when you were following her but she won’t follow you if she’s not sure who you are. She’ll get used to it in time though.” Then the little girl went home and we carried on with our walkies, mummy was very proud of me and gave me big cuddles and strokes for being so good. The girl ran home saying to her mummy “I walked Jenny, I walked Jenny!”

Mummy and I carried on with our walkies together with mummy telling me what a good girl I was to let the little girl walk me. It had felt odd having someone else hold the lead, I could tell the difference between how the girl held the lead and how mummy does. Mummy and I have learnt to trust each other with the lead and I know all the little tugs, pulls and pressures mummy uses to help guide me around if I need it. It was nice not to be chased around by the girl and be back to the familiar, comfy partnership but it’s also nice to know that I made a little girls day 😺.