the culprits behind this blog's 'being'.
Fur would fly if I did not introduce them in their correct pecking order. I've even had to follow my own blog in order to make sure they don't sneak on here whilst I'm not looking & sabotage this, turning it into an exposé on their humans.
First we have Bizkit aka Fat Cat, The Grump or Tubby Tabby ( not to be confused with Tele Tubbies). Bizkit is Queen of all she surveys, which frankly isn't a whole lot, Mistress of both her domain and her humans. Or so she thinks.....
Next we have Hercules aka The Dude, Big Boy, Horse or the Ginger Ninja. He's just about the complete opposite to his female counterpart. Horse & Big Boy came about due to a certain part of his anatomy pre emasculation.
Little did we know how apt the 'Horse' would be - the lad is certainly not small & by no means a light footed, stealthy cat. To hear him thundering down the stairs one would think it was a mounted posse coming to get you!
These, then, are the two whose daily escapades, at some point or other have me dashing madly for the nearest camera upon which to capture some ridiculous pose or another.
Whilst they pretend to be dignified creatures, I will show you they are not. Neither are they subtle or quiet.
Fur would fly if I did not introduce them in their correct pecking order. I've even had to follow my own blog in order to make sure they don't sneak on here whilst I'm not looking & sabotage this, turning it into an exposé on their humans.
First we have Bizkit aka Fat Cat, The Grump or Tubby Tabby ( not to be confused with Tele Tubbies). Bizkit is Queen of all she surveys, which frankly isn't a whole lot, Mistress of both her domain and her humans. Or so she thinks.....
Next we have Hercules aka The Dude, Big Boy, Horse or the Ginger Ninja. He's just about the complete opposite to his female counterpart. Horse & Big Boy came about due to a certain part of his anatomy pre emasculation.
Little did we know how apt the 'Horse' would be - the lad is certainly not small & by no means a light footed, stealthy cat. To hear him thundering down the stairs one would think it was a mounted posse coming to get you!
These, then, are the two whose daily escapades, at some point or other have me dashing madly for the nearest camera upon which to capture some ridiculous pose or another.
Whilst they pretend to be dignified creatures, I will show you they are not. Neither are they subtle or quiet.
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