Friday, 9 October 2009

No Exit


Click to enlarge, ignore the scabby bits round the new catflap that are still waiting to be painted, look through the flap, and you'll see why Millie is sitting anxiously looking out, unable to proceed.

Lottie is
imposing house arrest on her.



Sometimes Lottie alters the terms - Millie isn't allowed indoors. It's a harsh and arbitrary regime in the Cat Gulag, unless you're sweet, fluffy, innocent little Lottie.


Power, control, a menacing glare, and a yard broom. Perfect for keeping tabbies in their place.

10 comments:

Marie said...

LOL

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Millie doesn't stand a chance , does she ! Starey-eyed and fluffy ...... a deadly combination .

BumbleVee said...

you show 'er Lottie....

Isabelle said...

Oh, poor her! You need to get another cat flap...?

Linda said...

And there was me thinking that they all played nicely together!

Pam said...

Never a dull moment with the cats - I had some previous posts of yours to catch up on. Your dear little dog looks so much happier now after the Vet's visit.Hope you are enjoying a cosy weekend with the four-legged family.

love those cupcakes said...

A cat's gotta do what a cat's gotta do.

Susan said...

Reign on Lottie la Queen !

Woozle1967 said...

Ah, poor thing! We have a tabby with attitude.......... is there any other kind?x

rachel said...

Since Lottie crowned herself Queen, Millie has had only the kitten to play with. He steers well clear of Lottie at the moment, but I suspect that won't last forever. Hierarchy-building can be brutal!

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