All about MEE!

Favourite past-time

The first time Freya went into the kitchen, she noticed a cat-sized hole beneath the sink, where a small piece of wood was missing. In a flash, she slinked through the hole to explore. She reappeared when she heard the sound of biscuit treats being shaken and emerged with cobwebs on her nose. As we weren’t sure what else she might find in the black hole, the missing wood was found a pushed into place but she soon pulled ..read more

Freya’s Background

We first noticed Freya on the RSPCA Ashford’s Website but didn’t really pay attention much, as she was 5 years old and we were looking for a younger cat, and they also suggested that she might only be suitable for experienced Bengal owners, and we only had experience of a very frisky feral cat. Anna fell in love with her straight away, but was discouraged by not being an experienced Bengal owner.

Speaking to Leslie at Ashford, (The best Cat rescue ..read more

I guess she likes pork!

I had a lovely pork chop today, and when I’d finished, being a responsible kittie-dad, I wrapped the bones and fat in foil, and then double-plastic bagged the remains and put them in the bin.

You know what’s coming, don’t you?

Within less than 2 minutes, I noticed the little sweetheart sitting under the coffee table with a shiny silver-foil package, rubbing her paws together, just dreaming about what she was about to do to her delicious prize.

Unfortunately mean old dad appeared ..read more

In disgrace!

This morning, about 8:00 AM, I was woken by the sound of pottery smashing.

After rolling over and going back to sleep for another 30 mins, I went downstairs to find that she’d knocked the peace lily off the table and smashed its pottery cover. For the past 3 days, I’d noticed the tips of the leaves have been a bit jagged and squared off. I guess I’ll have to buy a new pot cover now. It can come out ..read more

Becoming a lapcat

Freya has really started being a lap cat! The transformation is amazing after all the time we spent, where she would run away from us whenever we approached her.

It was interesting actually, how I’d come downstairs in the morning, and she’d hide under the table when I approached her, so I’d walk into the kitchen to get her breakfast and she’d happily follow me – I could then seize the opportunity to grab and pick ..read more