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Archive for 08/06/2008
Cats! Not the musical.
08/06/2008 by Aileen.
I’ve been looking at other people’s blogs and if they have a cat it seems that it is almost mandatory to say it’s crazy. We have three cats and none of them are crazy.
Ellie is very beautiful except that she carelessly lost her tail. She is a longhaired tabby with the sweetest expression, but she is not the sharpest knife in the drawer. If she is locked in a room she thinks she’s a rabbit and tries to burrow her way out. She used to have an even more beautful brother, called Abe. (Well they were Abelard and Eloise actually) Abe was a smoky grey colour and the most beautiful cat in the world. When he was about 8 months he came running in one day in great distress. I ruosed to Jshed him to the vets but he died as we got there. We think he had been hit by a car as he had internal injuries. He was a real little baby and used to ‘paddle’ into my lap. He was definitely ‘my’ cat as opposed to John’s.
After he died I used to see Ellie sitting in the garden looking around. I was sure she was looking for her big brother, so I went out and bought two more kittens. (Well more like rats - they were skinny little tortoiseshells.) We called them Sugar and Spice.
Sugar is a timid little thing although she is marginally braver than Spice. If people with gentle voices are visiting, like Trudie and Al, she will venture out before too long.
I’m sure no one believes we have a pair of tortoiseshells, as Spice NEVER comes out when we have visitors. But what she lacks in bravery she makes up in brains. She is so interested in John’s Scottish History studying, and at night she cuddles up to John in bed and practices her reading.You can see her working things out and would speak to us in English but probably doesn’t want to shock us.
So none of them are crazy, but they are such wonderful individuals. Watch this space for a picture or three. Most of my photos are on my main computer, and it is HOT in the conservatory so I’m not going out there now. Not for anyone. Bye bye.
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