The alarm clock woke me, and although all I wanted to do was turn back over and catch up on sleep, after a couple of minutes I swung myself out of bed and into the kitchen for some black coffee; I had forgotten to defrost the milk last night.
Two slices of toast and a banana later, I was sufficiently human to drive to the cattery.
Cat didn’t seem that excited to see me. As soon as his door was opened he strolled out of his pen to begin his morning inspection. Apparently it always follows the same pattern; he walks to the end of the T shape and sits for ages watching what is going on. Sometimes he walks up to other pens and looks at the residents. Today he fixed two aristocratic Burmans with a glare and opened up communications with a low growl. One of the Burmans retreated into his heated house. The other stood his ground and replied in kind, only slightly louder. The two cats faced each other through the wire.
I wrote the cheque and gathered up Cat’s toys and brush. Obviously asserting his dominance over a fellow feline was more important to him than greeting me.
An impasse occurred. Neither cat would back down, but they couldn’t get to each other either. Amy from the Cattery decided enough was enough. She picked Cat up and put him in the carry case.
I drove home with a mainly silent Cat. About two hundred yards from our street he started to miaow. I wondered if he recognised the journey and realised he was nearly back on his own patch. I scratched his cheek through the gap in the carrier and he rubbed his head against my fingers.
At last! some sign he was pleased to see me.
I needn’t have worried; after a quick inspection of his domain, he shadowed me. Where I went, so he followed. I thought he’d gone to sleep in the sitting room, but when I went to the kitchen, he was at my heels. Purring. Half closing his eyes. Watching my every move.
I must have groomed him about ten times today.
He did relax when I had lunch and had a look out of the window.
When I hung out the washing he came too, and stropped his claws on the tree.
Then he walked about a bit.
He wasn’t too impressed when I disappeared to do some shopping. And tonight I crept out to a bonfire party. But as I type he is sitting on the floor beside me purring very loudly. So I’m going to post this and then he can have my undivided attention.
I know I’ve got lots to catch up on. But it’ll just have to wait.