Moving on

Time to move on. We - Archangel Gabriel, Gordon and Tony - are no more, and there are new occupants in our house, twin sisters, named Romula and Rema.

You can follow their explots on another blog - http://romularema.blogspot.com/- and we wish them luck.

Goodbye, my friends.

End of an Era

Gordon left his burdensome body on Wednesday. It presently lies on a fresh bed of wood chip, soon to join that of Tonys and my own, under the acacia tree. Helena shows signs of sadness, for herself, though I suspect she feels relief for Gordon. I'm happy that he's now with me.

Our food dishes sit stacked on the kitchen window sill and our water bottle is drying in the dish rack. Our house is empty and the bags of food, wood chip and bedding stand next to it.

I'm curious as to what will happen to them.

Archangel Gabriel A.K.A. Shy Boy (Deceased), on behalf of Gordon Brown (Deceased) and Tony Blair (Deceased).

Wings of a Dove

Gordon hasn't left his bedroom for two days now, so that's where Helena's been placing his food and he's had a decent appetite. Even polished off a dish of yoghurt and some pine nuts today. However, I do feel that he will be joining me very shortly. He's not moving at all now. Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him. I'm looking forward to being in his company again.



Archangel Garbiel A.K.A. Shy Boy (Deceased), on behalf of Gordon and in memory of Tony

Nothing much to report

Helena collected me from Claudia and Paul's some days ago. Nothing much to report. Back here the same. Business as usual.

Night all. x

Gordon Brown, in memory of Shy Boy and Tony Blair

Helena buried my body today, alongside Tony's, under the Robinia pseudoacacia 'Frisia'. It should feed the tree quite nicely.

Gordon seems fine. Helena's been trying to get him to come out of himself a bit, but as ever, he shows no interest in socialising.

Helena seems fine. Busy, as usual. She's been packing, so I suspect Gordon will soon be taking occupation of our holiday home. I wonder who he'll be staying with...

Shy Boy (Archangel Gabriel) on behalf of Gordon and in memory of Tony.

So I'm back to being alone again. Pity, I'd rather grown to like the young chap. He'd calmed down a lot and had become quite agreeable company. I'd enjoyed snuggling up with him and preening him. Hmmm...

Helena's been giving me more attention than is the norm, but this really isn't necessary. I'm quite content with my own company.

I took a brief wander around the house, but nothing doing.

Hmm. I miss him, Shy Boy. I do.

Pity

Gordon Brown, In memory of Shy Boy and Tony.

I now live with Gordon and Helena in memory alone.

I passed away this morning; Helena was with me, as she had been throughout the night.

It's good to be free of that ailing body.


Shy Boy (Archangel Gabriel), on behalf of Gordon, in memory of Tony.

Helena was busy house cleaning, so I thought that I would assist her. Yes, that's what I was doing, by keeping out of her way. Then, when she began to use the big, noisy vessel, which she moved across the floor, I pulled aside some carrier bags, which were in her path (and surrounded myself with them so as to create a sound barrier). I was disappointed to learn that this did not have the desired effect, so I then left the room, feeling I had helped Helena enough.

Shy Boy on behalf of Gordon, in memory of Tony

I admit...

...that I do have something of a passion for handbags. I delight in nibbling on their handles and, more recently, in sleeping on them. Last night I enjoyed snuggling up against a black, leather Furla affair and this morning a Betty Barclay number.

I'm sure this isn't difficult to understand.

Shy Boy, instead of and in memory of Gordon and Tony

This creative stuff isn't really my thing. I know that Tony liked to run through clay, but it's not for me. No. I'm out of here.


Shy Boy, on behalf of Gordon and in memory of Tony.

Why wouldn't I be relaxed? I was submerged in a soft, feather pillow and enjoying the sound of Helena's voice as she talked on the phone. I was stroked without pause and in H-E-A-V-E-N. I sensed a concern for my health, but no, I was just very, very relaxed.


Relaxed boy Shy Boy, on behalf of no-one and in memory of no-one. Sorry Tone.

Yesterday evening I lay in my second most favorite spot, under the sofa.
Helena was working on the floor with some papers and I took time out to go over to her for a cuddle. Jonathan was on the computer and I was tempted to nip his toes, but reconsidered. The thick tennis socks looked inviting, but ....something told me not to do it. I guess I sensed a tension in the air and all eyes on me.

Squeaky Clean

Yesterday I spent a short time sitting in my favorite spot on the landing, overlooking the staircase, and in the evening we had pasta with bacon.

Today Gordon and I were given a wet wash. I don't think that Gordon enjoyed it particularly, but he seemed to take to being towel dried. Personally I enjoyed the massaging motion and my fur seemed much softer after the experience. We were then given a dish of pine nuts. Yummy.

This evening I sat in my favorite spot again and I stayed there for some time. I liked it when Helena stroked me every time she passed.

Tonight we had rice and grapes with our yoghurt. I think I'll save the grapes for later.

Shy Boy (Archangel Gabriel)
In memory of Tony

Home Sweet Home

We seem to have been living in our mobile home for a loooooooooong time now and while it's been an absolute treat to spend time with Auntie Joyce and Claudia and Paul, it's great to return to our house and spread out a bit.

I had some fun with Paul earlier today when he pulled me round the kichen floor on an oven glove.

This evening Helena took us on a tour of the city to see some of the sights. Can't say I was particularly interested, I just wanted to get home to some yoghut and honey. Sorry Helena.

Gordon is chipper and enjoying the bumper bundle of shredded paper in our bed. I've enjoyed the sweetcorn and plan to save the grapes for later.

Thank you Auntie Joyce, Claudia and Paul.
Shy Boy (and Gordon).

Today we returned home after a long time away. The beginning and end of this period was very noisy and there was much rocking.

I'm happy to experience quietness and stability again, however I do have fond memories of resting with Helena, on a large red sofa, in a warm and very light room.

Shy Boy
Because Gordon hasn't and Tony can't.

Thank you Autie Joyce for looking after us

A brief visit to familiar territory was made at the weekend when we traveled in our holiday home to Auntie Joyce's. Sadly, this was the first time Tony was not with us. Helena allowed us to take our cardboard tube and Gordon and I spent most of our time in it, head to head.

The holiday home means that we had one our rare encounters with pine wood cat litter, in addition to what has now become our regular bedding of fine quality, shredded paper, courtesy of the Co-operative Bank.

We've stayed in our holiday home till this afternoon. I was able to watch Helena at work this morning. In fact, I can see her now. I wonder what she's doing?

'Shy Boy' Archangel Gabriel
On behalf of Gordon Brown
In memory of Tony Blair

Gordon has a new lease of life

Suddenly he's everywhere. He's up and out, first thing in the morning, when Helena delivers our yoghurt. This evening he was over by the window, checking out the cables and curtains.
He later joined me in the bed I'd made under the sofa. He did take time out to rest, but does seem to have had a fuel injection. I'm amazed.

'Shy Boy' Archangel Gabriel
on behalf of Gordon Brown.

In memory of Tony Blair

So Gordon had a nasty cold and Helena didn't want me bothering him. I do feel that she over reacts at times when she hears him squeak. I was being playful. This is how rats interact. We don't do conversation or massage. We tussle. Anyway, after a 3-day separation we are back together again. Gordon's not snotty anymore so I might practice some of my moves on him.

'Shy Boy' Archangel Gabriel
on behalf of Gordon Brown

In memory of Tony Blair

Helena had a visitor this weekend. He made curious noises whenever I ran over him.

Gordon's being very private.


'Shy Boy' Archangel Gabriel
In Memory of Tony Blair