Moving House!
It's been a busy few days! I didn't want to leave my old address in bad odour so kept popping in and out out of courtesy. On the other hand long farewells don't work for me.
Last night once the disgusting child had gone to bed I walked past both adults and then tail held high stalked out of the front door. I hope they got the message. Once out I hot footed it across to No 23.
I wonder how long it will take them to realize that I have gone for good. I wonder if they will care. It really is too bad if they do. I have made up my mind and once a cat has made up her mind there's no turning back.
Jacky was late coming home, I hope this isn't a pattern. I hopped through an open window, up the stairs and settled on her bed – that will surely tell her that I mean to stay.
I must say she greeted me with enthusiasm, didn't chase me off the bed and chatted to me while she had a bath. Some people are just meant to have cats!
I have a really good feeling about this move.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
Success!
Success!
Last night was an enormous success I hung about in the garden waiting for her – Jacky - to get home from work and strolled in when she opened the door. She seemed genuinely please to see me and complimented me on my coat. I can see she has a good and discerning eye.
The water-spraying friend from next door popped in for a glass of wine. We ignored each other! I find that this is the best way to treat non-cat people. She will eventually come round and we will be friends I am sure of that.
Jacky was tired and spent the evening on the sofa with her feet up. She invited me onto her lap, another good sign. I accepted, one needs to get the feel of the lap, it is a very important part of the relationship which one builds with ones friend. Her lap was not too bony or too soft, rather comfortable in fact! She does tend to fidget but I am sure I can always sort that out.
I really feel at home here. Its quiet, no children or dogs and Jacky has a pleasing voice – this is very important. She is an expert tummy tickler, not too big on cuddles, which I appreciate and she obviously understands the advantages of living with an attractive cat like me.
I like her, she likes me. I think I have found what I am looking for!
Last night was an enormous success I hung about in the garden waiting for her – Jacky - to get home from work and strolled in when she opened the door. She seemed genuinely please to see me and complimented me on my coat. I can see she has a good and discerning eye.
The water-spraying friend from next door popped in for a glass of wine. We ignored each other! I find that this is the best way to treat non-cat people. She will eventually come round and we will be friends I am sure of that.
Jacky was tired and spent the evening on the sofa with her feet up. She invited me onto her lap, another good sign. I accepted, one needs to get the feel of the lap, it is a very important part of the relationship which one builds with ones friend. Her lap was not too bony or too soft, rather comfortable in fact! She does tend to fidget but I am sure I can always sort that out.
I really feel at home here. Its quiet, no children or dogs and Jacky has a pleasing voice – this is very important. She is an expert tummy tickler, not too big on cuddles, which I appreciate and she obviously understands the advantages of living with an attractive cat like me.
I like her, she likes me. I think I have found what I am looking for!
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Bingo!
I think I might have hit the jackpot!
I have spotted a woman on her own and obviously in need of company! I took the initiative and looked in on her, she was very friendly. Tickled the tummy and put down the obligatory saucer of milk. I wonder when humans will get the message that cats are not that fond of milk! We prefer water – bottled and, in my case, from the fridge. Unfortunately she was on her way out so we couldn't really bond but an open window facilitated further investigation:
A comfortable sofa, lots of cushions in good sunny spots, double bed and day bed, great view from the upstairs window - all very good signs
I wasn't surprised to see various Cat pictures, a couple of Cat statuettes and a photograph of a happy looking cat under a duvet............. seems too good to be true.
Will keep my paws crossed and pop in on her again this evening.
I have spotted a woman on her own and obviously in need of company! I took the initiative and looked in on her, she was very friendly. Tickled the tummy and put down the obligatory saucer of milk. I wonder when humans will get the message that cats are not that fond of milk! We prefer water – bottled and, in my case, from the fridge. Unfortunately she was on her way out so we couldn't really bond but an open window facilitated further investigation:
A comfortable sofa, lots of cushions in good sunny spots, double bed and day bed, great view from the upstairs window - all very good signs
I wasn't surprised to see various Cat pictures, a couple of Cat statuettes and a photograph of a happy looking cat under a duvet............. seems too good to be true.
Will keep my paws crossed and pop in on her again this evening.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Today: The first day of the rest of my life
SophistiCat
I can't bear that beastly child with the blond curls a day longer. I have to move!
I have been contemplating this possibility for a while but now it's become imperative. The incident with the hairbrush in the bathroom this morning was more than my dignity could bear. Believe me it's impossible being a cat in a house with a noisy child wielding a hairbrush and a spray can. On the other hand it's not easy changing addresses particularly as I am very fond of this neighbourhood.
First you have to find the right person to move in with. Men on their own are not really an option (they stay out too late and too often), anyone with children or young couples who might produce children should be avoided and I need not add that a house with dogs is out of the question. Having eliminated the above a single woman of mature years seems to be the answer.
I shall start looking in earnest this afternoon when the child comes home from nursery school and it is expedient to leave the house.
Right now I am off to find a place in the sun to rest and contemplate a future of peace, quiet and loving tender care.
I can't bear that beastly child with the blond curls a day longer. I have to move!
I have been contemplating this possibility for a while but now it's become imperative. The incident with the hairbrush in the bathroom this morning was more than my dignity could bear. Believe me it's impossible being a cat in a house with a noisy child wielding a hairbrush and a spray can. On the other hand it's not easy changing addresses particularly as I am very fond of this neighbourhood.
First you have to find the right person to move in with. Men on their own are not really an option (they stay out too late and too often), anyone with children or young couples who might produce children should be avoided and I need not add that a house with dogs is out of the question. Having eliminated the above a single woman of mature years seems to be the answer.
I shall start looking in earnest this afternoon when the child comes home from nursery school and it is expedient to leave the house.
Right now I am off to find a place in the sun to rest and contemplate a future of peace, quiet and loving tender care.
P.S Recent photo but I'm not looking happy!
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