Hunting the wild catnip mouse

Zhukov, now out of his collar (but with the fur still not grown back) practicing hunting with his favourite catnip mouse.

Ayesha at the garden gate

Humpty Dumpty

In which Ayesha loses her dignity.

Frosty relations

Since his return from the vet's, Ayesha has been afraid of Zhukov. We're doing everything the cat behaviourists tell you to, and she is getting more and more tolerant of his presence, but in this video you can hear her growling.

Zhukov and the catnip mouse

Playing with his favourite catnip toy, and doing very well at it despite the collar.

Trying to get through the cat door

Zhukov does not like his collar

Zhukov trying to pull his collar off. He's succeeded a few times, too, but we haven't caught it on video.

Happy second birthday....

...unfortunately not a very happy one, as Zhuki's still not allowed out of the house and Ayesha is hissing at him as if it's all his fault. So here is a video of Zhuki learning how to use the Buster collar:

The tail continues

Post-op Zhukov and his shortened tail.

Zhukov Zonked Out: Hold my hand

Ayesha on a pillow

Hen hao mao!

Ayesha helps with my Chinese homework.

Shelf life

Zhukov on box

A sad tail

On Friday, as we were loading the car to go out to Gloucestershire, a sudden gust of wind caught the front door (which had been propped open), shutting it on the tip of Zhukov's tail. Cue trip to the emergency vet! He is now full of painkillers and antibiotics and, unfortunately, with an appointment for surgery on Monday for a tail-tip-ectomy. Zhukov himself seems fairly blase about the whole thing, and mainly just ticked off about not being allowed out of the house; he is spending a lot of time curled up on the bathmat, which for some reason he does when he's out of sorts: