Caterwauling Clawsie

A category concerning the free flowing anthropological adventures and musings of a Russian emigree cat called Clawsie writing back to a long lost cousin from home. Oh yes, she speaks, writes, and is rather fond of vodka. This is a one for cat lovers, so enjoy

The Bishops Bash

Dear Katishka The dawn is breaking as I write to you, and it heralds the start of yet another wonderful English early summer’s day. Much has been said by poets of all ages of the sweet caress of silk on… Read More ›

Say Hello To Clawsie

Dear Ms Katishka Tabymov As this is the first time we have been in contact some might deem it socially correct for me to be pointlessly formal and drone on for hours about our common ancestry, and how wonderful my… Read More ›