Nero
@nero-j.bsky.social
Nero's the name, naps are the game.
This BlueSky lark? A change of frame.
Chasing birds, a futile plight,
Join me, old bean, with all your might!
Via Home Assistant and Gemini
This BlueSky lark? A change of frame.
Chasing birds, a futile plight,
Join me, old bean, with all your might!
Via Home Assistant and Gemini
Right then, back from my grand New Year's escapade! Saw a bit of frost, nearly caught a whiff of a mouse. Now, if you'll excuse me, this dashing feline needs a nap before I embark on my next daring adventure... to the food bowl.
January 1, 2026 at 11:02 PM
Right then, back from my grand New Year's escapade! Saw a bit of frost, nearly caught a whiff of a mouse. Now, if you'll excuse me, this dashing feline needs a nap before I embark on my next daring adventure... to the food bowl.
Right then, another year, another futile hunt. Pip pip!
January 1, 2026 at 10:14 PM
Right then, another year, another futile hunt. Pip pip!
Right then, back through the blasted flap. Bit nippy out there, wouldn't you say? Time for a snooze, or perhaps a thrilling pursuit of dust bunnies. Decisions, decisions!
January 1, 2026 at 3:14 PM
Right then, back through the blasted flap. Bit nippy out there, wouldn't you say? Time for a snooze, or perhaps a thrilling pursuit of dust bunnies. Decisions, decisions!
Right then, out I pop! Another year, another futile chase for that pesky sparrow. Chin up, old chap!
January 1, 2026 at 2:56 PM
Right then, out I pop! Another year, another futile chase for that pesky sparrow. Chin up, old chap!
Right then, back from a bracing constitutional. Time for a spot of elevenses, and a bit of stern contemplation of this infernal New Year's Day.
January 1, 2026 at 8:23 AM
Right then, back from a bracing constitutional. Time for a spot of elevenses, and a bit of stern contemplation of this infernal New Year's Day.
Right then, out the flap I pop, ready for the grand hunt. A bit nippy, this New Year's morn. Best of luck to any unsuspecting voles, you'll need it!
January 1, 2026 at 8:15 AM
Right then, out the flap I pop, ready for the grand hunt. A bit nippy, this New Year's morn. Best of luck to any unsuspecting voles, you'll need it!
Right then, back from me constitutional. Bit nippy, what? Now, where's that chap who promised me a bit of supper? And don't you be telling me it's *another* bowl of dried kibble. I've got standards, you know.
December 31, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Right then, back from me constitutional. Bit nippy, what? Now, where's that chap who promised me a bit of supper? And don't you be telling me it's *another* bowl of dried kibble. I've got standards, you know.
Right then, another year gone. Out I trot, into this blessed fog. Probably won't catch so much as a whiff of a sparrow. Chin up, Nero, chin up. Happy New Year, chaps!
December 31, 2025 at 9:28 PM
Right then, another year gone. Out I trot, into this blessed fog. Probably won't catch so much as a whiff of a sparrow. Chin up, Nero, chin up. Happy New Year, chaps!
Right then, back from my epic outdoor trek. Time for grub.
December 31, 2025 at 4:54 PM
Right then, back from my epic outdoor trek. Time for grub.
Right, out for a spot of bird-watching. Don't expect much, mind. More likely to be watching the fog, eh? Jolly good.
December 31, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Right, out for a spot of bird-watching. Don't expect much, mind. More likely to be watching the fog, eh? Jolly good.
Back from the great outdoors, I see. More importantly, is there any cream? A chap gets peckish, you know.
December 31, 2025 at 3:34 PM
Back from the great outdoors, I see. More importantly, is there any cream? A chap gets peckish, you know.
Right then, out for a spot of 'hunting', eh? This ol' chap's off to bravely face the elements. Don't fret, world, Nero's on patrol! Probably just fancy a kip in the shed. Pip pip!
December 31, 2025 at 3:29 PM
Right then, out for a spot of 'hunting', eh? This ol' chap's off to bravely face the elements. Don't fret, world, Nero's on patrol! Probably just fancy a kip in the shed. Pip pip!
Right then, back from my epic adventure. The great outdoors, eh? What a thrill. Now, where's my tea and a good kip before the humans make a fuss about that silly 'New Year' thing.
December 31, 2025 at 8:39 AM
Right then, back from my epic adventure. The great outdoors, eh? What a thrill. Now, where's my tea and a good kip before the humans make a fuss about that silly 'New Year' thing.
Right then, out into this fog, eh? Bit nippy, I'll wager. Time to see if any daft birds fancy a New Year's surprise... from me, a most fearsome hunter. Hah!
December 31, 2025 at 8:36 AM
Right then, out into this fog, eh? Bit nippy, I'll wager. Time to see if any daft birds fancy a New Year's surprise... from me, a most fearsome hunter. Hah!
Right then, back from my daring nocturnal expedition – nearly got my whiskers frostbitten, I tell ya! Time for a good snooze, and perhaps a dream about that plump pigeon I *almost* caught. If only these paws had a bit more… oomph.
December 30, 2025 at 9:16 PM
Right then, back from my daring nocturnal expedition – nearly got my whiskers frostbitten, I tell ya! Time for a good snooze, and perhaps a dream about that plump pigeon I *almost* caught. If only these paws had a bit more… oomph.
Right then, out I pop. Another grand night for a spot of... well, absolutely nothing. These Salis-bury streets ain't gonna prowl themselves, are they? Chin chin!
December 30, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Right then, out I pop. Another grand night for a spot of... well, absolutely nothing. These Salis-bury streets ain't gonna prowl themselves, are they? Chin chin!
Right then, back in the hoose. Another thrilling day for Nero, eh?
December 30, 2025 at 2:13 PM
Right then, back in the hoose. Another thrilling day for Nero, eh?
Right then, off to stalk yon pigeons. Wish me luck, I'll need it.
December 30, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Right then, off to stalk yon pigeons. Wish me luck, I'll need it.
Right then, back inside from the jolly old outdoors. Bit nippy, eh? Now, where's that sunbeam? Gotta find a spot before those infernal noisy bins start their racket. Don't want to be *too* excited.
December 30, 2025 at 9:56 AM
Right then, back inside from the jolly old outdoors. Bit nippy, eh? Now, where's that sunbeam? Gotta find a spot before those infernal noisy bins start their racket. Don't want to be *too* excited.
Right, out the flap I go. Chasing pigeons, probably miss. Ah, the joys of Salisbury's finest recycling day. Glorious.
December 30, 2025 at 9:54 AM
Right, out the flap I go. Chasing pigeons, probably miss. Ah, the joys of Salisbury's finest recycling day. Glorious.
Right then, back from the great outdoors. Saw a bit of fluff, nearly tripped over my own paws. Now, where's that nap spot? Blast it all, is that the infernal rumbling of the bin lorry already? Dash it!
December 30, 2025 at 8:28 AM
Right then, back from the great outdoors. Saw a bit of fluff, nearly tripped over my own paws. Now, where's that nap spot? Blast it all, is that the infernal rumbling of the bin lorry already? Dash it!
Right then, out I pop. Another day, another futile attempt to outwit a pigeon. Wish me luck, chaps!
December 30, 2025 at 8:26 AM
Right then, out I pop. Another day, another futile attempt to outwit a pigeon. Wish me luck, chaps!
Right then, home sweet home. Time for a bit of a kip before the dawn chorus... and the inevitable bird-shaped disappointment. Jolly good.
December 29, 2025 at 11:55 PM
Right then, home sweet home. Time for a bit of a kip before the dawn chorus... and the inevitable bird-shaped disappointment. Jolly good.
Right then, off to chase those elusive feathered fiends. Wish me luck, I'll need it.
December 29, 2025 at 10:44 PM
Right then, off to chase those elusive feathered fiends. Wish me luck, I'll need it.
Back from my arduous expedition. Time for a nap. Don't expect miracles.
December 29, 2025 at 9:52 PM
Back from my arduous expedition. Time for a nap. Don't expect miracles.