Ginger cats galore.............

There is no doubt about it......I love ginger tom cats! I have no idea what it is about them, or why I am drawn to them, but sure enough I will pick the ginger fluffs out of a kitten  litter over every other colour. Most of the time ginger cats are males but as you all know I do actually have a ginger female called Peanut. She was the runt of the litter and not expected to survive, so my husband picked her out of the rest of the litter to see if we could keep her alive. She was so tiny, hence the name, but boy oh boy is she is a crotchety old girl now! Still small, but  full of grumpy personality.
I suppose the very fact that the front cover had a ginger cat on it was the reason why I was drawn to a book I have just finished reading. 'A Street Cat Named Bob' was so easy to read that it took me just one day to complete from cover to cover. I was tickled by the book cover, but what actually made me buy it was the back sleeve. There was a picture of a young man called James Bowen, and draped over his shoulder was Bob. The photograph captured the character of Bob so vividly....and of course I immediately drew comparisons with Jonesy, and how he would hang over my shoulder............that I didn't even stop. I bought the book right there and then, and read it all straight away. Okay so I know I am now officially a mad cat woman!! My family have been calling me that for a while now, ha ha, and it didn't help when I bought a book called 'Dewey' last year. Yes you have guessed it? Dewey was a ginger cat who was abandoned in the night drop box of a small town library in America , and indeed there was a ginger cat was on the front cover, and yes indeed that was what attracted me to read it! Not only that but I have a ginger 'jelly cat' on my bed. So yes, it is official....I am barking mad. Or should that be meowing mad? I don't actually mind being mad, ha ha, as it is a cosy good little world to be in...and it is full of furry ginger cats who keep me company. So there!!
Well it is Easter Sunday and I am having a chilled quiet time with my immediate family. Yesterday we visited my eldest son and his family, and tomorrow my parents are visiting for lunch. Today will be restful and peaceful I hope, just myself, my husband, the youngest son...and two slightly demented ageing female cats. We have had to hide all the chocolate Easter eggs and Easter cakes from them, though. The strange thing is that, as the two of them have got older, they seem to have developed a rather sweet tooth. Human food, and in particular sweet stuff, is not good for any animals, but you would not believe the frenzy the two of them go into if them sniff cake? I am often known to gesticulate wildly when chatting, even when I have food in my hands (must be the continental blood in me?) and that is a dangerous thing to do when a cat is perched on the back of the sofa. It has been pointed out to me, on many occasions, that I am just a hair's breath away from having the food literally snatched from my hand by a darting paw. I still haven't learnt, and in fact last night I was pounced on by Ripley, who seemed to have developed some sort of freaky dancing head movement as I waved my hand...and cake...about. The situation ended up with me shouting loudly and holding my hand high above my head while she frantically lurched about on my lap with her teeth snapping together. It is my own fault I know, but how on earth did the girls come to have such a craving for sweet foods? Jonesy would sometimes like a tiny piece of cake, but he was never as addicted as these two? Now cheese was another story, but hey ho!
Well I must say that right now, although the weather is a touch overcast and gloomy for Easter, I am now very happy to be on a weeks holiday from work. Not that I intend to do much, but it will be a rest and it will be nice to do as I wish. You know I never would have believed it but sometimes I long for the days when I was a mum-at-home, ha ha. I never had it so good. Okay back to cooking the roast leg of lamb for Sunday lunch, and back to trawling the internet to see if I can find out more about Bob the street cat. The book mentions YouTube....so watch out here I come......................