It was a couple of days before Christmas. The weather was cool for the time of year, and Whistler was remembering the days when he lived in London. The snow, the freezing cold, the snow, the icy streets where even a cat often landed not on his feet, but on […]
I’ve had a very exciting and frightening week so far. Three days ago I managed to climb over the fencing that separates my house from the ruined one next door. It has a lovely central garden full of falling-down limestone walls, nettles, mice, sparrows, insects and a dead fig tree. […]
Spring was definitely in the air. Colourful flowers had been planted in the courtyard garden. People had begun to emerge from their houses, cautiously, but with hope. Sneezing and coughing were still to be heard, but not as frequently or loudly. Things were looking up, but then it started to […]
It was cold. Colder than ever before. The Gozo Cat Detectives huddled together under duvets and pillows and cushions, but still they were cold. Even Missy, with her ever-expanding furriness, found it chilly, and a bit squashy, as Max, Ziggy, Whistler and Astral Squeaks like to lie on her and […]
Shortly before Christmas, the Gozo Cat Detectives were huddled in front of the laptop under the duvet trying to keep warm. They came across a photograph of a very sad kitten on the Gozo SPCA page on Facebook. She was tiny and white and one of her eyes was very […]
