Over the last few weeks in Scarboreugh they have been busy. She keeps cooking and Tom has been eating what She cooks, even Mountain Tom got some! Meanwhile they only give me rubbish food! Time after time they offer me food that is substandard and then tuck into yummy smelling morsels that my instruction book said they should never Ever, EVER, EVER! feed to me!
Anyhow that is another thing, at least I won’t become as round as Bogey Face Stumpy Legs and Fatty Betty next door!
I’ve been quiet on here for a while, they keep going out without me. When they do this they turn the computers off and so far I’ve not worked out which button turns them on again! Apparently they keep going to see Oleanna and check if she’s still floating. A big hole has appeared in the side of the canal and let lots of water out, I keep offering to go and help. I’m sure I could stick my arm in it to fill the hole, but no She says I have to stay here in Scarboreugh!
So Trees. One of my favourite subjects.
In this world there are many types of trees, stemming (or should I say trunking) from the Giant Sequoia that can reach a height of 279ft , five Oleanna’s and can be nearly as wide as she is long. Quite a climb!
Then there are Bonsai trees, these are small, I can just about step over them and they certainly would not be worth lying under for shade on a hot hot day, mostly because I’d not be able to get that low.
Then there are sideways trees. You can walk along their trunks sideways having to climb over a few obstacles on your way. They serve well as boundaries, keeping woofers out of fields and on towpaths. They also offer good vantage points for finding friends below. Some grow naturally, others are encouraged by Toms.
Tom decided that he would have a go at making a tree into a sideways tree. I don’t think it was for my benefit as I quite liked my route up onto the balcony. He got a zigging zagging saw out and chopped my tree down.! He said it was undermining things and needed to go. Neighbours streets away said how cruel he was chopping my tree down.
She had to come out and help him move the bits over walls. Where it was left it then became a sideways tree. The trunk very good for scratching and the branchy bits were all over the place, but a little bit too bendy to walk along. The real downside of the new sideways tree is that Bogey Face and Fatty Betty seem to want it too! I make the most of it when I go out the back outside, that isn’t very often though.
Tom keeps chopping bits off of it with his zigging zagging saw thing. I think it would be much better if he stood it up again.
Our little tree came with us from our boat inside to the outside here. She brought it inside a while ago, she hung things from it and it got twinkly lights all over it. Now that I am a grown up boat cat I just sit alongside it and admire it’s prettyness apparently! It’s quite hard doing this at times.
She also brought home some other bits of trees. She does this every year when it’s cold. I did my best to help by quality controlling it all, only a few bits got rejected, the rest she bound together for the front door. Henry gave us some silver ribbon and Emma some star lights for it too.
The other kind of tree here is my scratch post. I like to think of it as an inside tree. It’s been getting hairyier and hairyier. For my birthday She bought me a big ball of string, which I didn’t understand. But She got a new glue gun for her birthday and the first thing She used it for was my scratch post. It took a while to uncoil the old string. But even longer to put the new string on as it got tangled no matter what She did. But now it is better than new.
So now we have a sideways tree in the back outside, a tree a little bit bigger than a bonsai on a table, bits of tree on the front door and my Scratch tree. I wonder when the Great Redwood will arrive?!
Mrs Tilly 