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Fig A: Tweaked up nipheads sleep off kitty crack session.
Righti-o, this blog is failing badly in recent feline coverage.
So here’s a quick fix + bonus wheel set in the background.
Who requires a hot water bottle when there’s a handy cat to keep your knees warm?
No doubt you’ve read this: Eastern suburbs cat high on cocaine
A cat in Sydney’s eastern suburbs was taken to a vet high on cocaine and benzodiazepines.
The eight-month-old Himalayan cat arrived at the Double Bay clinic on Monday morning with dilated pupils and a racing heart after being accidentally locked in a cupboard overnight, Fairfax newspapers reported.
Amusing? Certainly not in my books, it’s sickeningly cruel to the poor animal.
I’ll assure readers the only junk going down at Beer Can Hill is some discreet nepetalactone sniffing in the backyard while we’re out.
Honest.

Fig 1. Ralph the rapidly growing kitten and Mr Harry keep vigil over the Beer Can Hill Estate.
Unused to the flurry of excitement, Harry slowly drifts off into a world of his own somewhere …

Someone forgot to tell Yuri that the Kittens Were Waiting.
Actually, we know The Kittens were up there first.
They told us.