We Three, Ginger cats tales

Early morning light muted by a layer of clouds. It is the month when the seals gather. Over the hill we walk through the golden grass and do...

It is night time, dark and quiet. Tonight, like every night, before we settle to sleep and dream we walk around the small village where we l...

Hot day, blue sky, white clouds very high. Yellow flowers all around, and a sap green frog, with golden eyes.

Proverbs flew around the catblogosphere like so many swift winged birds. Meanwhile, here in Wales we discovered where Tom was finding fish. ...

I am waiting for a phone call from The People Magazine. They want to interview us about taking a human for a walk, and then we are going to ...

On top of the hill the farmer had tidied his field, folding all the long and golden grass into neat bales. The field smelt of all the mice w...

She was working hard again and we listened to the radio, to a story about a cat in America who can sense when death is near. His name is Osc...

Two cats in a bush, Birds better beware. One cat on a lap, Birds safe anywhere. We tag Daisy of the beautiful ears and curling coat for a pr...

The sun shone through the dusty windows and woke Her up. The sky was blue. It is busy now in St Davids and we have to be careful when we wal...

Across the fields the sun paints the cathedral with a golden light. It is quiet and you can hear the bells from the tower, distant, a whispe...

Everywhere is green and filled with flowers. We pulled her away from Her painting. The dogs needed to walk we said. Up the hill where the dr...

It was busy in the morning. Tom and Hannah went to school. She went off in the car thing and came back with more paintings and things in won...

The day was full of butterflies. I could hear the gentle thrum of their wings as they searched for sweetness in the flowers. I could feel th...

Late in the evening we walked to the top of the hill. The landscape is a patchwork of green and gold. A late evening fox was chased away by ...

Your claws are sharp and curved as cat claws. Your feathers are soft and light like cat fur. Your eyes are deep dark midnight pools of refl...

And golden grass and mice everywhere, and stonechats and whitethroats and bright jewels of goldfinch, and wrens and linnets, blackbirds and ...

It rained again. All day it rained and the tall grass bowed with the weight of the falling water. It is cold, not like summer. So we curled ...

It started slowly. A quiet and then a splash. A drop falling on a leaf and the leaf flicked like a lizard tail. Then more, still light, whis...