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Loud rattling at the cat flap! Something trying to get in…. I went to open the door, but there was just darkness. I went back to preparing out evening meal. Then. More rattling. I went to the door and opened it, our boy cat was outside in the dark, trying to get back in. He dashed into the kitchen and proceeded to give me the biggest headbump ever. Just pleased to see me.
Talking to hubby, we decided he must have sneaked out when hubby went out to put some food in the shed for the hedgehogs.
When a small train arrived this morning for my hubby he took it out of its packaging in a flash. Discarding the box it came in. Boy cat pounced on it and tried to get in!
Much amusement and a few photos later! Here he is, the cat on the mat in the box. Box squashed flat! My hubby is pleased with the trains and the cat with the box. Win-win!
I apologise for using the term ‘hooman’ I see it when people post about cats. I guess it’s a fashion thing. Do you think it’s a bit too cutesie?
Might be worth reading Cat watching by Desmond Morris.
I’m trying to clear out some rubbish, but the cat decided she liked the taste of this!
Naughty cat!
Don’t eat that!
It’s not good for you,
Silly moo!
Polystyrene
Don’t chew!
Leave it alone
It’s not a snack
On it you won’t get fat!
Silly naughty cat!
The second challenge set by our new sketching group ‘band of sketchers’ was ‘Soft’, not easy, until I saw my cat sitting in front of a big soft bag. Plus a mat she was sitting on. Its a pencil sketch with some black ink fine line pen work. It’s hard drawing moving cats. They have a tenancy to shift position just when you want to draw their eyes, or the position of their paws. I could have taken a photo but I wanted to draw direct from life.
The cat sat on the mat,
by the heater,
warm and snug,
the occasional lick of his paws,
the obligatory stretch and curl.
Cat knows a good place,
when he finds one.
Outside its cold and overcast, inside?
Bright and calm.
Cat knows the best place,
and how to claim it.
Progress! The abandoned cat got up courage and came inside the backdoor this afternoon to have something to eat. He’s gradually getting confident enough to trust us. My boy cat went out again this morning, not far, he’s very nervous of strange noises that make him jump. It’s a balance but I hope all three (including our girl cat) can integrate together.
He’s curled up on a cushion between out two chairs. Happily asleep. He’s not a cat that twitches much when he dreams. Some of the kick out their legs and run after mice I guess when they sleep. But my boy cat stays calm, a twitch of his ear, or his nose is all he does. Cats sleep for sixteen hours a day as far as I know. Imagine that. Head down, dreaming over what food he will be getting for tea. Slightly pampered. Always loved.
Hes just discovered the cat flap is working, so he went out into the dark night. The thing is that now both of my cats are inoculated they can go out. But there is the abandoned cat outside and he’s twice my boy cats size and even bigger than the girl cat.
So boy went out through the flap, but couldn’t get back in because the abandoned one was hanging round for food. Solution. Put a tray of cat food further up the yard to distract the abandoned one, then call boy cat in. Finally lock the cat flap for the night…. Result he can’t get out! Will open it again in the morning.
Hubby decided it would be a good idea to bring the outside cat in, so he bought it into the living room. But it was not happy and struggled out of his grip. Our boy cat followed him as he’s friendly, but the outside cat turned round and hissed and swiped at him. I showed him where the cat flap was. He scarpered. Then as our female cat came to look at what was happening by the backdoor the abandoned cat lashed out again, this time from outside the cat flap. Result three confused and upset cats! So next time we will try a more gentle integration.
Something is watching me… Not cctv, not a plane or helicopter, not a satellite. Just… Something.
People say I’m mad, I’ve lost my mind. I believe in portents, I’ve seen the films, read the books. I looked at the Internet. The news isn’t fake. It’s real. Aliens aren’t coming, they are here. My friends call it gibberish, flim flammery, but I Know I’m being watched.
The eyes are there, I can feel their power. Watching, waiting, ready to take over. All it will take is one tweak to their gene pool. One extra piece of the puzzle. One grim fact and then……. Man will be subservient.
When cats develop opposable thumbs!
Mallaband-Brown