Our outdoor cat, comes in for tea. Sniffing at the food bowls, and looking for a bit of love too. X can’t really say more xxx
Visiting cat
Tag: Black and white cat
Cats outside adventures.
Last night the cats stayed out till dawn. I called them every hour but they were not bothered. The two indoor cats are fine, they love being out now. They sit on garden walls and seem to stick together. They follow the outdoor cat around and the dynamic between them all has really settled down. They are being very loving when they are in. Lots of purring and cheek rubbing. They seem to be staying round the back of the house and garden, keeping away from the road.
If I can find them in all the foliage I will try and post some photos of them.
Butter wouldn’t melt..
My indoor boy cat went exploring tonight, in the dark. I called him in a few times but it was only after he’d gone onto the next door but one’s garden and got soaked in a heavy shower of rain that he came back in. In the meantime I had to prevent his sister from going out. I can’t cope with both out at the same time.
How did he get out? The cat flap had been forced open by the outside cat again. It’s just indoor boy hasn’t worked out how to open it outwards yet.
Now he’s lying quietly on the mat, having a gentle wash with total unconcern. I know I need to stop worrying though.
X
Butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth he’s so cool!
The inevitable
Sigh, it happened. Our intrepid outdoor cat has led my two indoor cats out into the great big green world of our garden. He is a bit of a cat burglar. Strong claws had forced the cat flap mechanism round so that the flap opened both ways. He must have come in for food overnight then forced it to get out. His Foster brother and sister were both ‘not in the house’ when I got up. That deafening silence that indicates ‘absence of cat’.
All I could do was call and whistle. Five minutes later, outdoor cat and Foster sister came in through the open door. Five minutes after that, Foster brother saunter up. You’ve been out I say, who me? He stares in innocence. I open the cat flap for him. No he wants the door opening. Finally they breakfast…. Now they are sitting tapping the cat flap again! Argh… Inevitable!
Cat in a box again
Sometimes they just decide
The box we had
The curry delivered in
Is ideal for
Sleeping arrangements
Bird watching
A full wash
And brush up…
Chasing your tail
Putting your paws
Through the handle holes
Ambushing your sister
Playing with toys
Purring…and pouncing!
Cat in a bag
Like all great speleologists my cat likes exploring tight and small spaces. For instance she found a pack of felt pens in this bag.
Her caving experience also includes behind the bathroom sink pedestal, under the washing on the laundry airer, and underneath my hubby’s overcoat where it touches the floor. She will lie in wait, or extend a paw quietly to catch her brother as he is passing. A miniature lion in her den.
Cat unlocks cat flap!
Somehow the outdoor cat has worked out how to get the cat flap to open outwards (it’s set to let him in but not out). Over the last few days he’s cracked the cat flap panel and bashed it so hard trying to get out that he managed to turn a little wheel round that stops it from flapping. What worries me is that our indoor cats will sneak out with him…..
Cat washing
Cat gymnastics
Wash that face
Wash that leg.
Rough tongued
Smooths fur.
On and on
Till spic and span
Dusty whiskers
Long gone.
A paw here
A claw there
Cat cleaned
To perfection
Within a whisker.
Mallaband-Brown 