Ruin Cats, Part 3 (Torre Argentina, Rome)


Largo di Torre Argentina is an excavated square containing the remains of four temples and the Theatre of Pompey, where Caesar was assassinated. It’s also home to a no-kill cat shelter and hundreds of cat friends. We spent so long standing in the rain spotting as many as we could, you’d think we didn’t have any where we came from.

Sadly the shelter has been threatened with closure and are currently waiting to see how the city’s new administration feel towards them. Good luck guys!







Hello strangers! Been a long time, shouldn’t’ve left you without a dope beat to step to. I’m so sorry I have been MIA, partly it’s because I’ve been thinking about starting a new blog, something that’s a bit more me now and little less twee. Don’t worry, I shan’t be forsaking all the twee, ya’ll know I still love kittens, I’m just not quite happy with the name of this one.

I have been having a marvelous summer, I’ve ticked off so many things on my Summer Goals list without even meaning to, only about five things left to go! I thought I’d start my return to blogging by sharing my summer instagrams with you.

Wellington: Eating, drinking, Christmas parties, and more recently, gigs. This weekend I went to Fleet Foxes and Beirut – too much fun.

Auckland: Awesome Christmas family time, shopping and strolling in Cornwall Park. All the food.

Raumati: Holidaying in a spacious bach with lots of good people. Rain, sunshine, barbeques, fancy NYE dinner complete with cat’s ears, fluffy neighbour kittens, and I Have Never in the best fort ever.

Nelson: The ferry, a bed and breakfast with a glorious garden full of tuis and friendly cats, beer tasting, magical treehouses. Not pictured: Emma’s amazing wedding! I was too busy helping Jason take the official photos to grab any snaps.

Sorry for such photo-heaviness, I only put up about half of what I wanted to! If you’d like to follow me on instagram, search for kate_mcleod.

Lots of cats & a little tape


Oh hi! It’s just me, Drunkface McKittenshirt, hanging out at the end of the night of my 26th birthday. Wow, I always forget how much I actually dislike birthdays until about the day before, it’s ridiculous. But I did have a really great day aside from the minor tantrums. Cupcake for breakfast, new skirt, lunch at Duke Carvells (so good), afternoon naps, bad tv and a southern bbq-style feast pot luck. Not bad for a tuesday! I was about to say that for my next birthday I’ll be either hermiting or throwing a crazy dress up party but I realised we’re intending to be road-tripping across America this time next year. Fingers crossed.

P.S. Do you like my crazy-ass tacky painting? Best thing ever. My flatmates all hate it.

Oh wait there’s more I must show! I think you know what’s inside this pretty package:


Wait for it…


Colourful Japanese washi paper deco tape! Thanks Simmonne & Keir! My dreams have come true.

When I was in Auckland my friend Kelly gave me these great zines about recognisable neighbourhood cats around Wellington. Made by The Water Bear Appreciation Society, it’s available at Madame Fancy Pants & Juniper.  I’m excited about submitting a few of my own favourites for the next zine. The world needs to know about Bubbles, Hieronymus & Mister Purrpants.