Monday, 29 October 2007

I know my place

Ste Narcisse
Yesterday's weather: lovely, sunny. Glass of wine in the garden at lunchtime!

Misty really doesn't like the change in the seasons. She just can't decide between in and out, sofa or garden, high level or low level, but mostly in or out. She spends most of her time sitting at the kitchen door, still confused as to why she can't just walk through it and get her food, blanket or toy Bagpuss that she is so fond of. If we open the door she wanders once round the kitchen and back to the door waiting to go out, so a lot of the time we just ignore her requests.


She will either wander away for all of 30 seconds or mouth a little 'mew'. If that fails she will put her paw on the door thinking that we might notice and let her in. If that fails she will stand on her hind legs to see if she can push the door open with her front paws and if that fails she will jump onto the kitchen window ledge and call to us from there:

'Oi! You in there! Didn't you see me at the door? I just want to come in and walk round the kitchen once and ask you to let me out again.'

We have a little plaque by the back door - just in case we should forget

Chore list:


Let cat in .... Let cat out

Let cat in .... Let cat out

2 comments:

SusieK said...

Sue

Have you considered getting one of those new-fangled things called a cat-flap? They can let themselves in and out. Then they have to think of different ways to demand your attention and occupy your time. :-)

La Vie en Rose said...

Ah yes, the cat flap. That's what the little dears use to invite all their friends in for a mouse party, isn't it? ;-)