It is of course the latter that has this afternoon caused me embarrassment and amusement in equal measure.
About eighteen months ago we acquired new neighbours in a flat on the ground floor. PG already knew this couple, they had been friends of him and his ex wife years ago, they moved in, we became re-acquainted and myself and 'W' became best of friends. Ditto soon realized that this friendship could also benefit her and within weeks had invited herself into the neighbouring flat, thoroughly investigated her new surroundings and decided this was an opportunity not to be missed!
She rapidly became a part time member of this 'second family', endearing herself in particular to 'A', who plays with her unendingly whilst he is supposed to be gardening etc. Indeed, Ditto is so enamoured of 'A' that she will race straight past PG and I, tail held aloft, to greet him if he is anywhere within sight and asks to be allowed in at all hours of the day to snuggle up for a snooze on their bed!
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At 'home'!
We always know that if Ditto goes AWOL the first place to look is at A & W's place and invariably she will be there, curled up on the sofa, the bed or a windowsill, making herself quite at home.
To begin with I was concerned that they were only 'entertaining' her out of politeness but it soon became apparent that was not the case and that having a part time cat suited them just perfectly and so I no longer attempted to curtail the visits.
And so, how has Ditto disgraced herself specifically?
This evening 'W' arrived on our doorstep clutching a compact flash card in her hand. They are off on a very special holiday in a day or two ( that is another post) and wondered if I would like to take copies of some 'Ditto photographs' they had taken before they deleted them.
Merrily I downloaded them to find this:
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Give me that!
Madam apparently has made very plain her fondness for 'treats', particularly 'ham treats' and she left no doubt in the minds of her hosts a few weeks ago......when she landed herself on the kitchen counter top and proceeded to help herself! Needless to say, they missed the shot of the original thievery but didn't miss the one showing, claws and all, that she will have ham if she wants it!!
Argghhhh. Did I teach that cat no manners? Heh.
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My grandmother had a cat house. By that, I mean that it was filled with dozens of cats. She thought that they were all hers, but some actually belonged to the neighbors. No offense intended, but cats can be so fickle.
Grandma once had one of her favorite cats neutered. The neighbors were so upset because they thought that it was their cat. It probably was, but with cats it's sometimes hard to say who owns them. :)
How funny! We wrote the same entries. Yes I'm down far away from you in London. I don't quite know how I got in this web of Southern Ladies' blogs...
I'll put a picture of our cat on - long haired version of yours.
I'll try and stop by on your blog every now and then - reading and writing the damn things takes up so much time!!
Melissa: Cats can indeed be fickle. If I had the space i could easily turn into your grandmother and have a cat house....they would of course be all MINE, just as hers were! lol.
Bert: Thanks for popping by.Spooky eh, such similar posts.? and yeah, how did you get into that...not being a Southern lady and all! hehe
Look forward to the cat pic.....oh and you're only a long way away some of the time...I hail from the sarf and am regularly in London :o)
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