Good afternoon to all my lovely bloggers. Again apologies for delays in getting back to people on here and adding my next blog, my job is very testing at the moment and is taking up a lot of my time. I have to apologise in advance that the next few blogs are possibly not going to have many pictures and will possibly be longer than usual as I get more into Dior’s story and how she lost her battle.
Eleanor and I shared a lot of happy memories with Dior. She really was quite a little kitty. Very funny and very cute. She had some funny ways of going on. One of the main things I remember of Dior and how cute she was is that she had a specific teddy that she used to kiss and cuddle.
Well… in a fashion anyway! Every evening and sometimes during the day when she was ready for sleeps she had this teddy that she used to paw, and cuddle and suck on. She was so sweet. She used to do this until she fell asleep like a real baby. The teddy was very soft and I think this was the main reason why she loved it so much but she would also do it with the fluffy throw over. And when she had fell asleep there was a little wet patch where she had been sucking.
She used to always sleep above my pillow on a soft fluffy blanket with her teddy. Often I would wake up in the middle of the night, and I would automatically check the kitties and make sure they were ok. Dior would be sleeping soundly above me and I would run my hand over her lovely soft fur and give her a little pat, she would open one eye and give a little squeak and purr. She knew her mummy’s loved her.
To this day Eleanor and I still have the teddy. I can’t bring myself to put this teddy away or even move it off the bed. Eleanor and I named the teddy Dior (after Dior) and she gets cuddled every single night. I have to say the teddy is looking a little worse for wear now but I will never get rid of that teddy as it’s a part of her and just reminds me of her. She remains in the bed or on the bed every day! Miss Dior loads.
Below picture of Dior is her in her sucking / pawing action with the fluffy blanket.
Angel is such a character, she never fails to amaze us with her unique characteristics.
When Angel first found her voice, Eleanor knew she was going to be a little ‘madam’. Eleanor caught this video of Angel, our talkative cat, on her trusty iPhone one morning whilst I was at work.
She is very cute & very demanding, at only 8 – 9 weeks old we sure had our hands full with this bundle of fluff!
Wouldn’t it be great if only we could understand our cats and what they say when they talk to us?
What do you think Angel is saying in this video?