"What do you mean, I almost died? I feel fine! OK, so I can't remember much about last week, except for being stuck in a cage at that place you sometimes take me to – the place where everyone is friendly but then sticks a needle in your neck or a thermometer up your bum – but I don't think I was that bad. Anyway, even if I was, it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm great now. Though I do feel very hungry, like I haven't eaten for days ['You didn't!' – Karen] so if you could just up my meals from twice a day to nineteen times a day, that would be excellent. Prrrrrrp."
Gus the-definitely-not-dead cat
[Phew, and welcome home! KMcC]

Yipee!
Gus is beter!

I AM REALLY GLAD GUS IS BETTER HE IS SO COOL!

Aww...Gus seems exactly like our fat cat, Pickle. He's stripy like Gus as well. If our small Siamese cat could talk, he'd be swearing [because my mum and I say he's swearing when he yells really deeply] and saying, "Why are you leaving this house? I rule the world, I know, but I at least need to be let in by some baldies!" [me and my mum also call the humans, according to Ollie, BALDIES!] So I suppose Ollie wouldn't say much nice stuff, but he's a sweet cat and sometimes sits on my lap, and my mum's lap. But the thing is, whenever you need to do something, and Ollie's near by, he'll sit with you and be all sweet when he hasn't done for ages, JUST when you need to get up and do something. That's what my mum says all the time! Hehe... Katherine xo

I'm also SO glad that Gus is better! Give him a big fat kiss from me, and cuddle his soft fur! Katherine xo