Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-nurturer.
I sooo love cats but my kids are allergic so no can do. I do miss having a cat of my lap, warm and purring away. Dogs just aren't the same.
Oliver looks quite a lot like my Teddy. He is the best cat.
I am a cat lover! Oliver is just soo cute!.Betty
Ah, good for you and your furry friend. He looks very happy there.
Don't forget to purr (that get's them). Maybe your Mum will help you start your own blog.Cat Mandu
That is so cute..I love cats and I love Shag the Cat..he gets to stay in on those cold winter days and nights,and yes it just makes home more home with a friend around..nice post..
I was wondering if your guest cat decided to stay,this post has answered my question.He looks so content and comfortable in his new home,I am glad for him and you.
I love that cat. I've said that before! He looks so 'at home' with you. May you both have a very long and happy life together....:)Blessings, Star
What a beautiful cat. And yes, he belongs right there. You can see he brings contentment and peace just by looking at him.
He knows what a comfortable and loveing home you have .God Blessed your home.Patsy
aaah, the life of a cat!
Ah he's like our girls with fave spots dotted around the house. I tell you I'm coming back as a cat!
I am sure that Oliver only needs to look out of the window to realise how well off he is inside the house.
What a regal cat! So dignified!I have always liked yellow cats. Over the years there has been Butterscotch and Big Yellow and Mr. Orange (okay - not the most creative but .... heh!!). These cats have made life nicer. My most recent yellow cat was one named Bad Cat -- I won't bore you with the story but he earned his name!Most of the cats in my life have usually been tabby cats or black and white or tortoise shell. But the yellow cats have always been among my favorites.Take care.
the name of your blog piqued my interest...my mom came from England after WWII when she married my Dad. And I love Tennessee...so I popped over to see what it was about.I felt an instant affection for your pages.Lovely pictues, and ambience.Very nice.
You have a stunningly beautiful blog. I once had a neighbor who was a war bride, who taught my daughter how to drink English tea. The neighbor was from Ipswich.Just love your blog always wanted to see England.
I've just found you and could happily climb into every picture and an enjoying the music you've chosen.Your Oliver is a master of finding comfort as are our cats, Boots and Tom. They both are grey tabbies.Yes, please put the kettle on. It will take me a while to get there from Virginia, tho!I'll be back!
Guess we know who's in charge at your house! Can't blame, we're much more trainable than they are, aren't we.
Oliver is king of his castle. He sure knows how to relax. We still have our one yellow kitty, who is getting to be so old. A nice blog about Oliver.
What a handsome ginger, Jo. Babooshka had a ginger friend where we last lived. Fintan would jump onto the roof outside the window and start meowing. Hearing him, Babooshka would race to the window sill and the two of them would touch paws through the glass. Cats, what would we do without them? :) Lizzy
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