Day 14

I gave Maid the afternoon off.  Both humans put their best plumage and perfume on then went out about midday.

They were not back by 1pm a whole hour later. Clearly they were taking advantage of my very generous nature by giving my staff time off. It was 6pm before they came back after a ‘long-lunch’ smelling of that red-wine stuff which makes Maid silly.

I stood up on my duvet with a welcoming smile on my whiskers, only to be ignored as she took off her posh-frock and slithered into her staff uniform of a black nightie.

Dumpty_licking_her_lipsOnly then did she think to shake some kibbles into the crystal bowl. By then I was so starved, I could have eaten the pillows.

This is the last time I will allow staff to have time off, apart from going to the place called work so that I can snooze the day away in peace, if this is how they take advantage of me.

Maid’s version

I forgot to feed Madam before we went out for lunch which would explain why she was so keen to eat her kibbles when we got home. I’ve never known her to be so keen on food as she is with these kibbles, she even recognises the rustle of pack when I pick it up!  Something quite strange happened today. Dumpty drooled. She actually drooled onto the duvet cover, old slobber-chops! Whether it was hunger or anticipation of her kibbles, but something got her excited!

She looks a lot better since starting these new kibbles. I must admit I was a bit sceptical when I began the trial two weeks ago. I did say that it was all down to Little Dumpty Roo. If she turned her nose up at the new food as she has with so many other products, then that was the end of her participation in the trial. We will not force her to do anything she doesn’t want to. Life is very much lived at the pace she wants and dictates, and we tailor our lives around her wants and needs as we just loved her from the very moment we first saw her. No way were we walking away and leaving her after we had first seen her and very gently cuddled a very scared little girl-cat with eyes of blue, the same colour as my dad; Dumpty. She just wanted a new home where she would be so much loved and pampered for the rest of her days!


One Cat is Company

"One cat is company.
Two cats are a conspiracy. 
Three cats is an attempted takeover.
Four or more cats is a complete coup!"

Shona Steele (Australia)

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