Fluffy Ratbag sat in the doorway and stared. The room looked like it had been used to stage a re-enactment of the Battle of Waterloo and then been comprehensively finished off by a touring rock band....Skinny Man's shoulders as they heaved over the waste bin yet again. He leant forward so that his nose rested against the clammy flesh of the Skinny Man's neck. "Oh, and Happy New Year to you too.

A Christmas Poem by Fluffy Ratbag ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse Except Fluffy Ratbag, who’s desperate for Food And who’s tummy...other cats, their owners and, indeed, anyone with Food. You can check out all of Fluffy Ratbag’s posts at http://fluffyratbag.livejournal.com. Copyright (c) Fluffy Ratbag, 2008. All rights reserved

Greetings fellow felines and welcome to this, the Fluffy Ratbag Guide To Christmas. As a Worl’ Famous bloggin’ cat I have received many questions from my fan askin’ about the traditions and customs of...other cats, their owners and, indeed, anyone with Food. You can check out all of Fluffy Ratbag’s posts at http://fluffyratbag.livejournal.com. Copyright (c) Fluffy Ratbag, 2008. All rights reserved

A quiet Sunday. A lie in, lunch and now the Noisy Woman was in the bathroom making her hair yet another different colour.  The Skinny Man was in the living room watching television. And Fluffy Ratbag...cats, their owners and, indeed, anyone with Food. You can check out all of Fluffy Ratbag’s posts at http://fluffyratbag.livejournal.com. Copyright (c) Fluffy Ratbag, 2008. All rights reserved

Fluffy Ratbag, King of the Serengeti Fluffy Ratbag was utterly engrossed. Sat on his box at the back of the room, he had a commanding view over the back of the settee and the Skinny Man and Noisy Woman’s...other cats, their owners and, indeed, anyone with Food. You can check out all of Fluffy Ratbag’s posts at http://fluffyratbag.livejournal.com. Copyright (c) Fluffy Ratbag, 2008. All rights reserved

Mid-morning and asleep in a patch of sunlight in the middle of the soft, plump duvet, Fluffy Ratbag was dreaming dreams of fish chunks and jelly, of catnip and the small tabby from three doors down. He...other cats, their owners and, indeed, anyone with Food. You can check out all of Fluffy Ratbag’s posts at http://fluffyratbag.livejournal.com. Copyright (c) Fluffy Ratbag, 2008. All rights reserved