llywela | Poppy-spam

I've been promising Poppy piccies for a while now, and all the cables are now unpacked and accounted for, so here goes: moving house through animal eyes.

First of all, Poppy had to help me pack. So many boxes! What's a confused little cat supposed to do?

And then all those boxes had to be unpacked again, in a strange new house full of strange new smells.

The plants on the windowsill had to be carefully arranged so that Poppy has room to sit among them.

But weaving among them is such fun - won't be long before they start getting knocked down again! Good thing they all need re-potting anyway, then.

Look! You can see birds out there!

The first time she saw me out in the garden, she actually fell off the windowsill with shock! LOL

Good thing Poppy's favourite teddy bear has also made the move.

Even when cwtching on a lap, there is so much to see and smell and experience, it can be hard to relax.

What's this? A dishwasher? Is there room for Poppy in there...?

There are tropical fish in this new house, left behind for us to take care of because they seem determined to live forever. The shark fish is called Sinbad and the very shy but very beautiful catfish is Casper.

Brother Mine's elderly little cat, Chess, has also been left behind for a few weeks until his room is ready for her to move into. Poppy is scared of other cats and Chess has always been shy and reclusive (as well as being a midget) so you'd think they would cancel one another out, but Chess is on home turf, which gives her the upper hand.

Mostly the two cats avoid one another like the plague, but Chess is on a diet of dry food only, which makes Poppy's meat meals very tempting indeed, even though rich food makes her sick. She is always trying to sneak past and steal food, which can lead to minor spats.