That cat.

Sep. 3rd, 2009 07:40 am
aliera: (Default)
[personal profile] aliera
That would be Senior Cat, also known as Stupid Cat when he leads us on merry chases instead of getting back in as he wanted to do in the first place (we have played The Game for YEARS....).

Came back from my morning walk and I found Senior Cat exactly where I left him 45 minutes earlier - by the front door. Understand that this is the same cat that started trying to wake me up at 5 this morning because he wanted Out.
I eventually relented at 5.30, because by that time all three of them were more or less jumping on my head. Yep, early mornings in this household can be interesting.

So I got back in, opened the french doors for the other two (and scared Mrs Blackbird in the process, poor thing) and put Second Breakfast down for the tribe. I thought that food might entice him back inside, but oh no... He just stood there looking pleased with himself.
The reason for that was that he had 'captured' the biggest ever SLUG I have seen in my life, and had left it on the mat outside the front door for me to find. Of course, given that my field of vision is somewhat higher than 30cm I hadn't seen it, and I had unwittingly transformed it into Ready Cubed slug by stepping on it...

Now, this is the same cat that has brought me back mice, voles, birds and squirrels, so slugs are an improvement (either he's getting old or the local wildlife is a tad smarter than in Mitcham). You could even say that he's providing a service, since the blasted slugs are eating my flowers. And my strawberries. And my plants in general.

We then proceeded to demonstrate to the neighbours exactly how bonkers the Mad Woman across the road really is by playing The Game for a good fifteen minutes...
"C'mon Tom, breakfast!"
"I want in... Yes, I do... I want Second Breakfast... But let me show you this bush here first..."
"Tom c'mon, *I* would like breakfast too you know..."
"Actually, I'd rather stay Out... No wait, I have changed my mind... Mmmm, breakfast... No, you are NOT picking me up..."

And so on.

Yep, he's still out. Given that the heavens are about to open, I am sure he'll change his mind in the next half hour. :)

Date: 2009-09-03 09:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I had a dog like that once. When she got out it was a cat and mouse game of catch me if you can. I don't understand how anybody says that animals don't have intellect when they know perfectly well what they're doing.
How often have I yelled "stupid dog" (and "stupid cat" when I had cats)?
Ewwwwwwww on the slug.

Date: 2009-09-03 10:18 am (UTC)
ext_193439: (india)
From: [identity profile]
I think I'm pleased that I have indoor cats :-) I do get little scratchings at my bedroom door in the mornings and a pathetic little mews :-)

Date: 2009-09-03 08:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Naughty kitty! My kitty can't go out at all - she has a contagious illness. So she plays that game with the bedroom door.

December 2010


Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 21st, 2017 01:32 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios