…as you can hear below. This is my homage to Janey Godley who has kept me sane during the pandemic with her hilarious voiceover videos. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. What is it about our own voices that cause us to cringe? This is a real video from our garden with two squirrels on our outside cat house, Lesley is on the roof and Danielle is down below. I placed blackberries up the stairs to get a fun video.
Perhaps a wee bit of helium would have helped? In my head I believe my funny voices and penguin walks are hilarious but you can see why Teddy is ready to go back to work! This is how it should be done – there is a couple of wee sweary words but it made me laugh out loud. Happy Memorial Weekend!
Toffee is our elderly Egyptian street cat who hardly ever spoke until the other two alphas died. Now she won’t shut up. I have no idea where she gets it from (says the girl whose Nana exclaimed most nights, “The child has not stopped talking all day”). I am a little annoyed with Toffee because Dad was in Europe for almost three weeks and she stopped saying thank you (a deep strange noise). As soon as he returned, so did the thank yous…
We always get her a Christmas present, usually her favorite knitted toys filled with catnip. As the Youtube video below shows, some one wasn’t entirely happy with her present. I don’t know what’s funnier – her talking or me and what Dad is breaking in the background. The video is also blurry (mom takes medication) but it is the sound that matters.
Given her human age is about 70 (15 next year), she got tuna for breakfast anyway, as did Miss Katniss. Katniss is our feral outside cat who is about 3 years old. She refuses to be trapped but is coming around for food 2 or 3 times a day. Her fur is glossy and she is a little rounded but I don’t think she is pregnant. Sometimes she runs towards me and then hisses when she remembers I am not her mom.
Katniss and her shadow
Doesn’t she look incredibly healthy? She talks nonstop as well – no idea why…😸 Below is a shot of Dad in his enticing nightwear feeding her on Christmas morning. She is pretending to be Greta Garbo because she sees me photographing her through the window.