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Spring at Bodnant Gardens North Wales, not quite timed it right to see the Burnham Arch in full flower yet
 

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Sorry that should have read Laburnham arch, licked wrong bit on the add to dictionary
 
What a beautiful picture. I love Bodnant good at any time of year. Quite a few years since we've been able to go though (23 actually) because they don't allow dogs in.
 
Well for all of you anyway!

I was getting ready to have lunch today so got all the bits ad pieces out of the fridge so they wouldn't be so cold when I was ready to eat. I had the last piece of a neat small rolled shoulder of pork, which was wrapped in foil. When I returned to the kitchen a few minutes later, Oscar my 11 year old rescue cat who had lived on the streets, had the pork lying on the now unwrapped foil on the kitchen floor having a lovely chomp at the pork.
Bearing in mind he only has his canine teeth at the front he made a pretty good job of it!

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You can tell an animal lover, anyone else would be furious, animal lovers reach for the camera :lol: :lol:
He did well for missing teeth, but he had the decency to leave you the tomato
 
I did lift it out of his reach first!
He'd probably have started on the tomato later! He quite happily eats standard cat food and when I first had him 15 months ago he would clear up any food leftover by the others. Now he know there will be food he doesn't do that quite so much. But, he prefers my food including Chili con Carne but he doesn't get the beans! The best way to get him to take his thyroid medication is to hide the pill in cooked mince with TOMATO in it - basic bolognese sauce. Pill goes down a treat then. So who has a lot of tiny poly boxes in her freezer with about two teaspoons of cooked mince with tomato ?????
 
Oh, bless you, Oscar! I hope you got to eat the rest later.

Both my cats are rescues and couldn't be different in their eating habits. The older one (12) isn't greedy and is in good nick. The other (11) is a glutton and would have done the above! Every time he goes to the vet we are embarrassed when she puts him on the scales. Another of the vets said, oh he's got man-boobs!
 
Not flipping likely! He had the bits I cut off to clean it up at suppertime. 16 hours later and I'm not suffering any ill effects from "sharing" it with him!
 
Not much point in throwing it in the bin, but no way was he having it straight away as that would have been rewarding his bad behaviour. He's such a feisty little cat and he's obviously had quite a hard life - only half a tail and obviously stiff around the back legs but the medication helps. This was taken three days after I brought the four cats home.

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My two cats have slightly differing special needs. The tomcat, Atticus, is embarrassingly large, 8.5kg at his last vet visit. And yes, very pronounced man boobs. He's always been a chunk, and as a kitten, the vet gave him an ultrasound. His tummy was so round and ball like, that she was afraid there was something amiss. Something other than fat in there. But no. Just fat! He's very clumsy, can't jump very much or climb well, and is very slow, both physically and mentally. He doesn't eat anything other than his usual, dry cat food. Refuses all treats. The female cat, Toria, is textbook tortie. Feisty, touch me not (unless she wants to be touched!), with chronic cat flu symptoms (blows snots everywhere!), has urinary issues and digestive issues, so her diet needs careful managing. And no matter how much she's eaten, she's yelling at you if she thinks there's a chance of a treat. Yet, she's small, only a little over 3kg. They are a nuisance, because they can't go to a cattery, have to be indoors only, and shred my furniture! Still though, they both like to snuggle near me in the evenings. And at least I'm not actually talking to myself!
 
He is lovely Margaid. I like black cats as well.
Ours took her thyroid medication on a tiny blob of butter..
I would think anyone with animals develops a certain immunity to all sorts of things. We have a friend in her forties who grew up on a farm, and when she was a baby the nurse came round to check on mother and baby, and there was Vanessa all cosy in front of the aga with a new born lamb tucked in beside her. The nurse didn't turn a hair.
Fast forward to about 15 years ago when her sister was expecting, and someone came around to make sure everything was fine and the baby wasn't going to be living in a box.
Her first words were "O God you live on a farm, you can't bring a baby back to a farm, they are filthy places".
We have never ever known either Vanessa or her sister have a days illness.
Lady A I would rather have shredded furniture than no cat, and what are a few pet hairs here and there.
 
Now I am wishing I had that for lunch. Well done your new girls.
 
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