Friday, 30 July 2004

Computer cat

Ditto, who unlike Poppy has not yet had many 'holidays,' returned last week from the cattery somewhat insecure. Not for her the salubrious surroundings and oft bestowed attentions of her hotelier, she cares not that we travel many miles to allow her to have her every whim catered for and pay through the nose for the privilege.......she just wants to be home in her familiar surroundings and with her quarry to attend to!

On this occasion we arranged a 'twin' room for her, in the hope that the familiar company of the more laid back Poppy would help. Apparently it did not, she seemed to dislike the whole carry on with the same vengeance as ever, went again on self imposed hunger strike and into the bargain ran Poppy ragged!

On her return home she was not easily convinced that she would not be 'abandoned' again and chose to stay at close proximity to the flat for the first day or two. She did though venture, on one occasion, enough distance to 'obtain' two mice to be subsequently bestowed upon us in proof of her pleasure at being home.

Her behavior is still unusually affectionate, this cat is not one to normally wear her heart on her cat sleeve but for now she sleeps adhered to my feet, scent marks my legs at every opportunity and has decided that she will only allow me minimal space on my computer chair while she languishes on the remainder!


I'm comfortable!

4 Comments:

Jennytc said...

What a lovely tidy computer desk. You should see ours (Keith's that is) - full of empty boxes!! :)

gemmak said...

Astrantia: Yes they are, she more than any other cat I have had seems to be making 'naughty' her lifes work! :o)

Jenny: Lol @ more boxes. I'm toooo tidy at times, a few boxes is probably good!

magz said...

"poppy" indeed! my buddys cats are Canny (cannibas) and Sativa.... and I just gave up a sweet affectionate little spayed female that had been 'donated' here... 'Skitty' (short for psychoid kitty) was a kindly mellow love, but... a bloodthirsty screen-ripper to whom no bird was not fair game. And she insisted the game be played in the house, through a freshly shredded screen, preferably between 3;00 and 4;30 am. wading thru feathers, beaks and assorted birdiefeet on my way to the coffeepot in the morning was getting old. (I'll e you her other interesting habit.. suffice to say she had a bit of a fetish involving the undie drawer...) When a good friend moved her aging mother into her house, it was the perfect place to provide skitty with a permenent lap, and a lady who'd forget from day to day that little birdchomping habit.(i am NOT kidding when i tell you the final straw was finding a pet chicken disembowelled on the carpet, it outweighed skitty by about 5 lbs and she still managed to drag it thru a screen)

Jennytc said...

Just showed the photo of your computer desk to Keith but I'm afraid he remained totally unimpressed - doesn't look 'lived in' he said! Well, I did try! :)