The kitty has had a big couple of days. Friday he went to the vet to be vaccinated, micro-chipped and castrated. He recovered very quickly, came home and ate and played as per normal. Gosh his little shaved .. er... area... looks peculiar though. Saturday we gave him his very first collar. It's still on him too, although he got the bell off. (Bertie Wooster the badass had his first collar off in under an hour, and then went on to 'lose' several collars in his short life.) And then today, Sunday, we let Basil outside for the first time. He had a very big look around, and frankly, he thought I took him inside way too soon.
It was very interesting out there.
See the big block of vacant land behind Cherub in this next picture? The neighbour's shed was actually the fence between our properties and now it's all been demolished we're left with this gaping hole. So handy for robbers. On the bright side, the boys had spectacular fun this morning playing in the mud there. Climber's white Dunlop Volleys are now officially the Worst Shoes In The World.
Seeing as there's no real way of keeping the kitty confined to our property he will only be going outside with supervision at the moment. One visit to the vet is quite enough for the time being!
For ANZAC Day this is so beautiful and tender
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