The Twenty-Second Blog of Augustus Lazarus Cooke (Gus)
In case anyone was wondering where we’d all got to, the answer is . . . nowhere! We have been here all the time.
Callum came to look after us when Mr and Mrs H went away for a weekend. It was nice to see him. They went to a place called Hartwell House
A long time ago some men came to put up a special fence so that the cats could go into the garden and be safe. Well, this summer the cats were allowed to go out. Jellicoe was very bold and prowled around for ages making a terrific din, yowling.
Isambard was a bit of a scaredy-cat and stayed on the patio so that he could dash back indoors if he got too frightened.
Herschel was braver and Solomon and Lenny were quite daring too.
Now all the cats, except Pats, who never comes downstairs, love being in the garden and they wait at the patio door, the first to dash out in the mornings, even before Roxy and Bertie. They stay out all day, chasing dragonflies . . .
Common Darter (Sympetrum striolatum)
. . . and watching the fish in the pond, or talking to the birds or just sleeping in the sun.
Herschel soaking up the sun
Lenny is always the last to come in when Mrs H calls them for supper. He sits outside and cries until she goes out to pick him up. He’s such a baby.
Mr and Mrs H went out one day and took Roxy with them. The rest of us had to stay at home. We didn’t mind too much because we had all had our breakfast and then been out for a walk. Roxy was tired when she came home – she’d been playing with Lolly.
Roxy and Lolly
Bethan and Charlie
Mr and Mrs H had been to see Charlie ‘cos it was his first birthday. It’s my birthday tomorrow – I shall be seven.
Bertie and Gus (and Roxy)
Gillian and Marnie came to see us a little while ago with Isla and Fergus. The next day they went out and when they came back they were carrying two chocolate puppies, Bella and Bruno.
Bella and Bruno
They are Roxy’s brother and sister. We enjoyed seeing them but were all quite relieved when they left – I don’t think us dogs and cats are ready for more puppies yet. Roxy is still quite a puppy as it is . . . she loves playing with Frankie.
They play ball together but Roxy sometimes destroys the balls.
Mr H went away for a few days and came back with a big plaster on his leg so he can’t come out with us for walks until his leg is better. He’s taller now, too!
Paul came yesterday to do some work in the house. All us dogs were very happy to see him.
So, it’s been quite busy in our house. Us dogs never know what’s going to happen next. Someone said something about the kitchen . . . I don’t know what that means.
I don’t think there’s anything else to report.
Hwyl fawr am nawr! (That’s Welsh for ‘Goodbye for now!’)