Cat Porn

Sorry if this is in bad taste. It is both funny and a bit tragic.

Fish, the alpha male of our little cat tribe, will be 8 this year. He was castrated at 6 months old. When he was very young he used to still have urges and though he never bothered the other cats he would try his luck on the fluffy feather duster (nicknamed Sharon), the fluffy doorstop (Doreen) and even stray balls of mohair yarn. To no avail, he might have the urge but could not perform. In time this behaviour stopped.

However a couple of weeks ago it started up again. He discovered the new sheepy doorstop (another Doreen obviously) and started pestering her.




We would find her abandoned in the middle of the kitchen each morning. Lately he has even started pulling her out of an evening and attempting to perform in public.



Although he was obviously not 'going all the way' I thought his own scent might be attracting him and stuck her in the washing machine. The glamorous clean new Doreen is still attracting his attention though.

So is this something I should be worried about? Maybe his lack of performance worries him? Or should I just leave him to his simple pleasures?

Snowed in

I'm a bit late posting with the results of last Fridays Spinning. It actually took me most of the weekend off and on to finish this orange skein.




I am not very practiced at doing anything less than chunky so it seemed like really hard work to spin this fine. And not very even but I am getting better. Unlike Judy, the Spindling Scot, who spins beautiful even lace weight, metres and metres of it. I am so in awe. I really liked the colour and shine on this. Here is a close up.



It is for my Spin to Knit pal. I also dyed her the superwash merino roving in purple, orange and magenta.



I then packaged it all up for her with a few extra goodies ready to post on Tuesday. But... we have been snowed in since then. This is the view up the road.



I had forgotten to take my camera off macro mode so the photos are a bit blurry. The garden is looking picturesque.



But the cats have a thing or two to say about the situation.



Poor Fish (who is pretty big) was sinking so far in his belly didn't clear the drifts. It is funny seeing cat paw prints everywhere sunk so deep.



It does make our rather dilapidated yurts look quite romantic though.



And everything in the garden is so pretty.



See our trusty landrover in the background? It helped us make our way to the local village shop yesterday but it was closed. Even the landie was skidding around but we did get to rescue the postman from a snowdrift. It is due to get even colder over night, -6c, and not rise above zero tomorrow but then we are back to +8c for the weekend so we should get to the post office and shops then.