Kamper-Van-ing

So we all went off Kamper-Van-ing this weekend....

Tarks really needs a pillow whilst we are driving to stop her getting car sick....

 She couldn't get totally comfy just lying on me so in the end she (quite successfully) used the seat belt as a sling.....

Living in the van absolutely rocks..........

its like being at home but BETTER - we are all more tightly packed in so there are more opportunities for cuddling and there is less ground to patrol checking for intruders.....

So we just sit here on Our seat and growl at anyone who comes within 500 metres...grrrr..

 and once we have had breakfast and a run on the beach.......

.........we spend a lot of time lying around.....

I did a quick photo session in the sun today after making older people happy by letting them appreciate my world-famous cuteness whilst I sat on their laps.

Isn't life GREAT when I am in it???

My Trim

So Yeah....Bob came........

So yeah - I don't Love the process but....

CHECK ME OUT NOW

SO HOT!!!!!! I am STEAMING.........

.......we have had a Watsapp from Miss Marmite....

.......she wants to hook up again.......

..............she is suddenly feeling much more friendly....

boohyakashah

....smell that baby talc bitch........

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Tip-toe-ing through the bluebells

Bugger the bluebells...where are the squizzers???????

Yet Another Disappointing Day.....

 TERRIBLE RIDICULOUS NEW JUMPER

CAT IN MY BED

ITS CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!

SO Aunty Sarah came down to see us and we had an epic brilliant weekend..........

Food, fun, shopping, relaxing, walking, sofa and movies and LOADS of cuddles

and I love love love my snuggly thingamie jimmy - SO soft!!!!!

zzzzzzzzz

Cat (and Rabbit) in A Hat

So Mum discovered an old secret-santa present in the back of the cupboard and hence we are forced to endure this photo shoot.....

 but actually.....on reflection....it is quite cosy.....

 ....Totes Agree........

COSY.....and seriously I do look pretty darn good in this - FACT

.........I don't want a lot for Christmas.....

.....there is just one thing I need....

...I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree. ....

..I just want you for my own....

..more than you will ever know...

...all I want for christmas ..

.......is THIS HAT - did you put catnip in it - I love it!!!!!!!!

Bad Times

So its just 2 weeks till the turkey/salmon/roast beef/yorkies/bread sauce and various mini-pastry goods arrive and I got dragged to the Vets for my boosters and THIS shocking terrible thing happened...........

NOW THEN - LET it be KNOWN - I was (totally altruistically) wearing an aaron-weight festive jumper PURELY to please the crowds at the Christmas market on my walk to the vets and I do not believe this was taken into consideration at my weigh-in...

I DEMAND a recount. 

Apparently I am fat and my teeth are not good again and this new (new????? I have heard it ALL before)................this new (tsk) regime of daily brushing and TINY portions is making me feel DISTINCTLY unfestive.

I may be forced to go on festive strike and REFUSE to wear any festive items EVER again..........

Somebody....PLEASE talk to whoever makes the decisions in this joyless painful place that I now find myself................