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READ GARFIELD'S FIRST
CHRISTMAS LETTER
HERE!!!!
Praise for Garfield's First Christmas
Mewsletter ....
Please tell Garfield
that his Christmas Letter was one of the most heartfelt I've ever read. Ed
Kostro Dec 2005
CHECK OUT RICKY'S YOGA SESSIONS
HERE:
One cat is
company. Two cats are a conspiracy. Three cats is an attempted takeover.
Four or more cats is a complete coup!
Shona Steele
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5 GOOD REASONS FOR
HAVING YOUR CAT NEUTERED
DID YOU KNOW... |
Images brought to you
by
'The smallest feline is a masterpiece.' Leonardo da Vinci
'Dogs come when called. Cats take a message and get back to you.'
'Of course, every cat is
really the most beautiful woman in the room.' Edward Verrall Luca, essayist
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A morning kiss, a discreet
touch of his nose landing
somewhere on the middle
of my face.
Because his long white
whiskers tickled,
I began every day laughing.
JANET F FAURE |
| 'Dogs have owners.
Cats have staff.'
'In the
middle of a world that has always been a bit mad, the cat walks with
confidence.'
Roseanne Anderson
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Jimmy, the Resident Daily Mews Feline Columnist has his own place now:
click here
'Cats make one of the most satisfying sounds in the world: they purr ...
A purring cat is a form of high praise, like a gold star on a test paper. It
is reinforcement of something we would all like to believe about ourselves -
that we are nice.' - Roger A Caras
"Of all the [cat] toys available, none is better designed than the owner
himself. A large multipurpose plaything, its parts can be made to move in
almost any direction. It comes completely assembled, and it makes a noise
when you jump on it." -- Stephen Baker
Garfield: 28.03.86 - 12.06.06
Click on the cartoon to take you to Garfield's
tribute pages
GARFIELD and
those infamous 20th birthday pictures. See both birthday hats and more ...
LETTER FROM GARFIELD
is a final letter written with great love to his Mum ...
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FLU AND
FELINE FROLICS
by Pauline Dewberry
Who needs doctors when
your feline friends are on hand to take care of you; to wash your face;
to entertain you and stay by your side! Read on - this story is in four
parts so keep reading! |
CHAPTER ONE
Flu! I recognized the symptoms so I hurried
home from work as quickly as my aching limbs would allow me. The grey November
sky added to the misery of how I felt and I looked forward to putting the gas
fire on full blast, getting my trusty old duvet and snuggling under it on the
sofa. I would spend my final moments on this earth languishing with my three
feline companions, brothers Garfield and Biggles who were seven years old and
new kitten, Charlie, who at only 8 weeks old was already a comedian in the
making.
Garfield and Biggles were surprised to see me
home this early and Garfield checked the clock on the mantelpiece and saw that I
was home several hours sooner than normal. He whispered to Biggles: 'she's not
well' and Biggles nodded in agreement. Charlie, being a kitten, was practicing
his stand-up comedy routines and was oblivious to their concerns as he had only
been living with us for precisely one week before flu struck.
I arranged a pillow and the duvet on the sofa
while the kettle was put on to boil. Charlie was playing with the potatoes in
the bottom row of the vegetable rack in the kitchen. He had hooked out all the
potatoes and was arranging them according to size. As I bent down to put them
back, he asked a very small apologetic potato who was still in the rack if it
would like to come out to play. The potato shrugged its shoulders. It had never
been asked out to play before.
Charlie flipped it over the rim of the
vegetable rack and the two played football, racing out of the kitchen, around
the legs of the dining chairs until Charlie hit a spectacular goal - straight
under the Welsh dresser.
Charlie squealed. He had lost Spud, his only
friend. Spud wasn't too pleased to be lost under the Welsh dresser with a shiny
silvery round thing looking at him. He missed his tribe from the vegetable rack
and rued the moment of weakness when he agreed to be liberated from the only
life he had ever known.
Help was at hand when all the crockery on the
bottom shelf had been removed and the hardboard base was lifted up, revealing
Spud cowering in a corner. Garfield had come to help with the rescue and spotted
his silver ball. He picked it up in his mouth and took it into the front room
where after a general wash and brush up, it was as good as new.
Charlie hovered for news of Spud, and was
relieved when he was handed to him seemingly none the worst for his ordeal after
being headed into the dark depths of a Welsh dresser's under bits at 100 miles
an hour. Charlie solicitously patted Spud to see if he was all right. Spud
shrugged nonchalantly and said he'd be all right after a rest for an hour or
two. Charlie carried his friend to the rug in front of the fire. First he gave
Spud a wash and tidy-up and then he had a quick lick and a promise. He made
himself comfortable and with a protective paw around Spud's shoulders, they went
to sleep, Spud still shaking after his nightmarish journey.
Meanwhile, the kettle had boiled and I made a
hot lemon drink after replacing the contents of the bottom shelf of the dresser,
and the potatoes were all safely back within the confines of the vegetable rack.
I took my drink into the front room which was now quite warm and climbed under
the duvet, looking at Garfield asleep on the rug with his silver ball close by
and Charlie and Spud curled up together asleep. Only Biggles had settled on top
of the duvet in readiness for a long siesta with the woman he loved.
I drank my drink and then let sleep overtake me. Garfield woke
up and looked over towards me. He sprang into action. Putting a comforting paw
on my forehead, he hummed and hahhed for a few moments, concerned that my
temperature was 103. He began his own tried and tested flu remedy. He licked my
forehead until my summer tan had disappeared then began on my eyebrows. When
both eyebrows were going in the wrong direction he looked at his paw-work with
pride. 'Not much more I can do here,' he implied with that knowing look that
cats paint on their faces.
Click here for chapter 2
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Dear
Ollie, My name is Timber, and I'm on your side about this cat-food
thing. I mean really, my mum tried to serve me LIVER AND CARROT
MEAL!!!! I immediately walked away! So I'm so on your half
on this Ollie!
Love, Timber (USA)
To read
Timber's in-depth comments about food, please click
here:
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Top 10 Cats’ Names in 2007 |
- Molly
- Felix
- Smudge
- Sooty
- Tigger
- Charlie
- Alfie
- Oscar
- Millie
- Misty
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DID YOU KNOW ...
putting your cat's name on his collar
is asking for trouble?
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MEWSLETTER ARCHIVES is a
new section where all the past MEWSLETTERS are stored. Read
through them at your leisure or better still, subscribe to the
MEWSLETTER which is free each month!!! |
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Testimonials
Ollie's diary is the most adorable thing I've ever read!!
I've just found your website today, and I can't stop reading his
funny entries. My face hurts from laughing! Thank you for
brightening my day. Naomi Harris USA (May 2005)
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A Cat's Prayer'
Lead me down all the right paths,
Keep me from fleas, bees, and baths.
Let me in should it storm,
Keep me safe, fed, and warm.
Let the sun shine where I lay,
Keep me young so I may play.
And most of all ...
Bless the people I adore,
And guard me from the dog next door.
Lisa Malone
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PRAISE FOR THE OCTOBER
2005 MEWSLETTER
Thank you very much for another wonderful Mewsletter. I look
forward to it each month, and this month was especially fine.
There is enough in it to be able to read at leisure over several
days, which sets it apart from many more compact sites, which
are finished in a few minutes. Your Mewsletter is more of a
digest, which I can go back to for something new over and over
again. I appreciate very much the work that you put into it,
and the contributions of all your feline staff. Thanks to
Ricky, I may even take up yoga.
All the best from rural Belgium, Jared Kline |
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why it happens here
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mice, skunk spray, cigarette smoke, pet urine, and foot odors.
For a wonderful website where animal
writers and illustrators are welcome, please go to:
www.iawia.net
The fantastic logo is by Jill Carpenter
MOLLIE'S BIG HEART*
is a website about a very
special cat with a very special problem. This heart-warming site is
temporarily off line while Mollie and his siblings relocate from California
to Pennsylvania. Don't worry folks - they'll be back soon!
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