Heffy & Marmite's Blog

For those of you who are behind and have not been reading the Blog, my name is Marmite.
I was a good friend to Heffy, who sadly passed away last week. Tracy took it rather badly and with the encouragement of Katie,Carlie and Paul, (surprisingly) and of course my alluring eyes I moved into the Beattie household on Sunday bring with me my baggage and my sister Titch.

For me the last few days have been about exploring, although we have been confined to the dining room, something to do with making sure we use the litter tray. Ok, so I understand the concept of it all, but hey I’m little, I’m learning and the mistake yesterday... was just that... I was BURSTING and just couldn’t get there in time and it was only a little puddle and I tried to tell Tracy before she stood in it, honest I did... I have discovered that due to her mobility problems she is unable to get down near the cooker, so I grabbed Titch and we shot across the floor and sat under there until the coast was clear and the muttering ended... she still loves us though, after all we are so sweet......

So that’s how it’s been, a bit of sleeping, a mad half an hour here and there, although why these humans have wooden floors is beyond me, do they not realise that as a kitten I am in no way able to stop, instead I spend much of my time flat against the skirting board where I have come to rest after flying across the floor. Tracy or one of the boys will come along pick us up tell us we are silly and we go do it again, ahh, what a life.






Yesterday was somewhat quieter. Tracy had decided to take Sean and Konnor to Cadbury World in Birmingham, chocolate and young boys is an excellent combination and so bidding us farewell and leaving us in the capable hands of Carlie they left for the day. We behaved ourselves of course, being entertained by Carlie and learning very quickly that you do not jump on the bin in the kitchen... it has a pop up lid and when kitten, Titch! not me this time jumped on it, the lid flew open and she was catapulted over the back and almost wedged down the back of the fridge. Carlie then having the hysterics for the next hour did rescue her and she’s now very cautious of it and thankfully no worse for wear.

Tracy returned around 6, looking quite dishevelled, having missed the opportunity to chat with Paul she was not her happiest and I could tell she is really missing having any contact with him. Distance has never been an issue before, but now without the daily text messages and the opportunity to ring it’s much harder. The boys chatted about their day, the tour of the factory, a train ride, eating chocolate, a film, eating more chocolate and buying loads of it. Poor Tracy is not a great lover of chocolate but it would seem that given the inside of the fridge they brought back most of it with them.




We cuddled up with her on the couch and gave her a hug, I did my bestest Purr to make her happy and I’m really hoping that later in the week we can go explore the house more, there is so much to see and having been good today and used the litter tray I do think she trusts us a little more. The house is a bustle of energy at the moment, With Carlie, the two boys and us all here, come September when it’s just us and Tracy then we both think she will really be glad we came to stay, besides, you only have to read the blog to know I have hidden talents and I’m not just a bundle of black fluff........