Trix’ Travels was created with full cooperation of Trix the cat. She has been perfectly safe and lazy during the entire process that will now be posted every other Saturday. This weeks stop: London.

So my owner has decided to go on vacation. And I’m stuck at home, in the cold, windy Netherlands, living on this lovely front porch. Or at least I was until this strange, blond, crazy person decided that I should see something of the world as well and started dragging me along to these really strange locations. Like, who really wants to be stuck in some kind of glass-bubble-trap-thing that floats in the air above water? All these crazy humans starting to take pictures of this huge clock-on-a-stick they keep calling Ben. I thought humans had phones to see the time, or at least portable clocks? Why would they take pictures of one time to look at in the future? That wouldn’t be helpful at all.

Oh, here is something new: I actually enjoy flying. Did not enjoy the cage so much, but looking out of the window to the earth down below made me feel like a bird, which I will now hunt down a little less because there is this whole new connection with them that I never understood before. England, except for this crazy glass bubble thing, is also not too bad. Their cuisine of fried fish is quite enjoyable, although I do not understand the whole tea-time-thing that the crazy blond person seems to enjoy. I suppose that is a human thing, as well as making phone calls in this crazy language she keeps calling ‘French’. Who is this French? And does he have more fish?