Lord Byron.

We woke up to high overcast both days this weekend and it definitely knocked the edge off the high temperatures. It's still hot but a breeze came up on Sunday afternoon and we almost surfed on it we were so happy.

Monday is a holiday here and to make the point (that it is not a work day) F is going to Salamina to join the name day celebration of a friend's husband. They are the parents of the cat-torturer. I'm not going. It's not the cat-torturer (he has grown up a year and learned stuff about cats), but lots of other people are also going to be there celebrating so F told me to stay at home

There is going to be a barbeque.

I bet they have chicken. 😾

F has made a pavlova and a zucchini cake for the party.

This week F has been visiting cousin Byron. His humans are on holiday. 

Byron hides under chairs

Cousin Byron is only a distant cousin (his stripes go up and down instead of round and round). 

I suppose I should feel sorry for Cousin Byron, he doesn't get to go on holiday with his humans.

Maybe I'm not a very generous cat but I'm not keen on sharing my humans with other cats.

Not sharing
Lord Byron was a Friend of the Hellens. F has met people here who can recite his poetry - she can't.

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  1. That's tough, missing out on a barbecue with chicken.
    Gail says that Lord Byron was a dog lover, as you can read about on one of my predecessor Bertie's early blog posts: https://bouncingbertie.blogspot.com/2010/07/smelling-of-roses_19.html
    Toodle-oo!
    Nobby.

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    1. Hmmmm not sure I wanna like Lord Byron (in any of hirs incarnations). We are going to read Berties post though.

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  2. Well, lovely as Byron may be, he is not as handsome as you Mr T.

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    1. Thank yoy JayCee. F tells me that too, but she says he does sad eyes quite well.

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  3. Hari OM
    Me neither, Tigger. I have read several of his poems but can't recall or recite a word! Your cuz is a handsome dude, but not as handsome as you - and clearly not as adventurous! Hugs and whiskeries, YAM-aunty xxx

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    1. He's a smoochy dude - he plays in F's hair! xxx Mr T

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  4. I totally understand about not sharing your humans
    Everytime I come home I get sniffed and interrogated by everyone around here

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    1. When we leave for work I sniff the cousins downstairs while she is locking the door, so I can know which ones she has been 'talking to'.

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  5. Is it a holiday for the Feast of the Assumption? August 15 is a big day in a number of European countries for that reason. This old fashioned soul still thinks of Greece and Turkey as Asia Minor, though I hear them described now as Europe. Especially when they're wanting in on the EU!

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    1. Boud i do believe that what the day is called in English. In Greek 'Panagia', the dormition of Mary. The friend's name is Pannagiotis. Imagine getting a public holiday on your name day. hope your eye is well on the way to best condition. xxx Mr T

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  6. I have never seen a cat with stripes like Byrons. Sorry you must stay home alone while F parties with BBQ chicken people. I can't recite any poetry at all, no matter who wrote it. glad you are getting a breeze and a break in high heat temps

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    1. F can only recite 'bush' poetry. There aren't many people who regard it as the height of intellectual sophistocation despite its cultural importance.

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  7. I bet they have chicken at the BBQ! Maybe F will be kind and bring some home for you. I have to say your Cousin Byron is a handsome fella with his unusual stripes - I hope he hasn't been too sad with his humans away.

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  8. No need to be around cat torturers, little ones need to be taught when they are young how to be nice to animals.

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