Sometimes, as i watch the boys playing and mooching about, i try to think what Jonesy was like at 9 months old? Was he as mad as the boys? Did he get up to so much mischief? To be honest i actually cant remember. We had 5 cats at that point, all with very individual characters. Because we also had Jonesy's mother, Peanut, I think he was kept in check! Our relationship grew closer as he got older and he was definitely my favorite. You shouldn't have favorites, should you, but i did. I still miss him, and strangely enough, quite a bit recently.
It's because Dylan and Chester seem to be more affectionate towards us all and that reminds me of how i was with Jonesy. Their personalities are developing and, although they are naughty, naughty, naughty, they are wonderful and lovable too. It's like having two whirlwinds whizzing around the house, sometimes. Dylan tends to take a running leap at the rug in our bedroom, so that it slides along the floor boards with him on board, until it is scrunched in the corner. Chester will burrow under anything he can find, including the bedclothes, where he squirm around like a caterpillar making chirping noises. Dylan will leap onto the work top in the kitchen and snuffle anything he can find...including the cinnamon which made him sneeze so the whole place was covered in a brown cloud. Chester will follow you to the bathroom and jump in the bath, where he will bap the shower head lying there until it drips and he can slurp it up. They will race around the house, thundering up and down the stairs, until you cant hear the television. If you are really lucky both of them will overdose on cat nip toys and crash out for half an hour where ever they drop!!
Where is Ripley while this is all going on (poor old girl that she is)? Usually oblivious to it all, being tone deaf, or jerking to the side if she is made jump by one of them......or swiping Dylan round the head as he leaps on her.
Do you know what? I love them all..............and at the moment i don't have a favorite as they are all so different. But i do miss Jonesy on my arm as i read in bed. It will come...it will come.....
It's because Dylan and Chester seem to be more affectionate towards us all and that reminds me of how i was with Jonesy. Their personalities are developing and, although they are naughty, naughty, naughty, they are wonderful and lovable too. It's like having two whirlwinds whizzing around the house, sometimes. Dylan tends to take a running leap at the rug in our bedroom, so that it slides along the floor boards with him on board, until it is scrunched in the corner. Chester will burrow under anything he can find, including the bedclothes, where he squirm around like a caterpillar making chirping noises. Dylan will leap onto the work top in the kitchen and snuffle anything he can find...including the cinnamon which made him sneeze so the whole place was covered in a brown cloud. Chester will follow you to the bathroom and jump in the bath, where he will bap the shower head lying there until it drips and he can slurp it up. They will race around the house, thundering up and down the stairs, until you cant hear the television. If you are really lucky both of them will overdose on cat nip toys and crash out for half an hour where ever they drop!!
Where is Ripley while this is all going on (poor old girl that she is)? Usually oblivious to it all, being tone deaf, or jerking to the side if she is made jump by one of them......or swiping Dylan round the head as he leaps on her.
Do you know what? I love them all..............and at the moment i don't have a favorite as they are all so different. But i do miss Jonesy on my arm as i read in bed. It will come...it will come.....
