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She’s only little but she lives to run and play. Half an hour ago there was thundering paw noises from upstairs then a loud thud and she ran downstairs like she was being chased. I wondered what had happened. I think she was playing, but she had knocked a glass globe off the windowledge. Nothing was broken, but it had clanged off the radiator and thudded onto the floor. It has now been moved somewhere safer! She’s OK, just as cute as ever.
The light, shining through the crystals hanging in my window, shone on the cat as he lay next to me. It was interesting to see how the colours affected how his coat looked. He was like a cat trapped in a rainbow. So sweet. So relaxed, lying in the sun, warm and happy.
He loves me I think, it might be cupboard love, because I feed him. But he likes having his cheeks rubbed and his ears stroked. He still doesn’t like being picked up and soon wriggles free. I think he must have been handled badly as a kitten. He was abandoned (we found out from the cat charity we support) so we have looked after him for about five years now. He started out living in our shed and gradually came into the house at night. Now he’s next to me, curled up on the arms of our armchairs, he likes sleeping between us. I think it makes him feel safer. But he still goes out most of the night, even when it’s cold and wet. I think he must be eleven or twelve now. Cats that live outside have shorter lives so I think we have added a few years on to his life. X
Golden eyes staring up at me. Sitting in the sunlight. Is that love or ‘feed me’ in his eyes? Predator, but well fed. He doesn’t chase birds thankfully. But he does chase other cats, and gets chased in return. I think they are playing ‘tag’. Long whiskers twitch, he’s ready to rub up against my legs. Enjoy the sun and warmth today. Tomorrow maybe snow is on the way!
If cats had wings like dragons or bats what strange creatures would they be. Able to leap and fly over tall buildings to get to the kitty food on the other side. Sharp claws to grab rodents and then fly them up to eyries High up on the rooftops. Would they play with TV ariels or sit in satellite dishes?
Would they fight in mid air? Fur flying and showering people below. Maybe they would be entirely feral and not have owners. I’d hate to have to try and catch one to take to the vets for a checkup? And I can imagine them snuggled up, wrapped in their wings when they sleep?
Snoozing
Sleeping
Snoring
Snuffling
Sighing
Sheets
Purring
Poddle
Paws
Cat
Cheerful
Comfortable
Curled
In, out
Wash
Out, in
Pounce
Up, down
Dinner
Down, up
Sleep
Sideways
Wake
Round and round
Wash
A cats life
Out, in
Jump
And eight more…
He’s there again, on the arms of the chairs. He has a cushion balanced between our two armchairs. He’s in from the cold, curled up. He will sit there for a couple of hours, then get bored or two warm, and go off again, outside one exploring, or he will go and eat and drink then come back. Yes his belly is big, he’s a happy cat. X
This is my older boy cat. Sitting in his box in the kitchen, like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth….
This morning he ran in the bathroom. He usually jumps up on the lid of the toilet, then up onto the cupboard by the window to nibble at the plant in there…
Oh no! The lid was up. He jumped, slid and slipped across the seat, plop, splash! Into the toilet bowl (luckily cleaned this morning). Poor cat! Miaow! Very wet cat! He was fine. But I will remember to keep the lid down. I hope he’s a bit more cautious tomorrow!
She could also be a bat cat, or a magpie cat. Genetically manipulated to be catwomans friend, you saw it here first!
Mallaband-Brown