The Bodyguard

Yes I know, I have been very bad at not updating the blog recently.  It has been an interesting few weeks and I do have lots to tell you but I shall just focus on one very important event.

We have a new bodyguard, here he is.

Yes, it's Pandora!

So you may ask what has happened.  Well the other day the two slaves were talking in the eating place (The slaves call it a kitchen) when Schrodinger got a funny look on his face then jumped onto the female slaves back, ripping his claws into her.  He jumped down, looked at her then leapt at her again, hissing hatred whilst biting and clawing her.  Again he jumped down then started howling at her.  By now I was scared.  He then attacked the female slave again, clawing all the way up her side.  By now I admit I was really scared.  At this point our new hero charged in.  Pandora ran at Schrodinger and hurled him across the room, yelling at him to stop.  He chased him under the big chair in the front room, allowing myself and Eowyn to escape.

This is our hero keeping in shape on the Tower of Nirvana.

So what happened? We don't know.  We asked Schrodinger when he had calmed down and he was clueless as to what had taken place.  He could not remember a thing.  Pandora didn't trust him for a while though so kept very close to him at all times.

After all the excitement Eowyn decided to take a rest.

We are all hoping that never happens again, including Schrodinger.

A New Year

A New Year rolled around the other day, joining in the rolling was Pandora.  Do we remember Pandora had a bit of a catnip problem? Sniff a bit of catnip then he would be away with fairies? Well it happened again.  The slaves foolishly gave him a new catnip toy.  The results were not pretty.

Eowyn and myself tried to tell him this was not the way to behave but he wouldn't listen. He did not reply, he just belted Eowyn over the head with the toy yelling "Sniff this!"

I decided to take myself and a non-addictive toy off to a small corner to play and to leave Pandora in his drug induced delirium.

I forgot to tell you all on the results of my latest visits to see Holly & Roger the vets.  It seems I have pancreatitis, don't worry slaves of the world, your Goddess is not dying.  I do keep getting dosed up on medicine which makes feeding time a rather unpleasant experience, I shall overcome though.


* The slaves would like to make it known that the litter all over the floor in the images is nothing to do with them.  They say they had cleaned up recently but personally I think they are just slacking in their duties.  They should be following us around making sure our paws have somewhere fresh and clean to walk.