A wee giggle....

On Friday, our next door neighbours were moving out, and as I was watering the plants a head popped out of an upstairs window next door, and it was my neighbour looking for a quick chat to say our goodbyes. Rather than conduct the conversation like that, I said I would meet her out the front.

So, I went out front and stood there a wee bit whilst my neighbours fought their way through boxes and dealt with questions from removal men, and as I stood there a wee black cat wandered up to me, meowing away, and started giving itself a good old rub through my legs. A wee pat revealed that it was very skinny, and no collar or anything, but it was incredibly friendly and it stayed with me for ages - at one point it tried to go in our front door, which would have ended in disaster had it made it, and met our dog.

Mrs C had popped to the shop, and as I was there with my new friend she returned, and she too was greeted and treated to a good rub through the legs. So, me being me (yes, I am a softie!), I suggested that we should maybe give it something to eat as it was so skinny, and a wee drink to wash it down with. The only thing we had that I could think of was a tin of tuna, so that is what Mrs C went and got for it - a couple of ramekins made makeshift feed bowls, and our wee pal had a fair bellyful before wandering off.

A bit later, we were out and had to go to Sainsburys, and as we walked past the end of an aisle they had cat food packs discounted to 20p, so being complete softies, we bought a couple as we were sure that our wee friend was a stray, and that would give us a couple of days to work it out and see about re-homing it. Felt good that we were doing the right thing by this wee cat (and on the quiet, Mrs C wanted to adopt it.... )

Anyway, we didn't see our friend on Saturday but we did have a visit from our neighbours across the road, and we got chatting about this wee cat. It turns out that it lives a couple of doors up from our neighbours, and it is always round their feet when they are in the front garden, and often tries to get into their house - - oh, and they are softies too, and often times give it a wee bite to eat (chicken, ham etc).

The wee monkey is going round the neighbours and getting fed all over the place! OH, and we are now stuck with two packs of cat food and no bloomin' cat!

Animals are just brilliant, aren't they?

 

Aye, they do seem to choose who they associate with - I was amazed how friendly the wee thing was. When it tried to head into our house, it reminded me of an incident many years ago when I was still living in Scotland; it was quite a warm evening, and I was sat on the sofa with a cuppa, and with the back kitchen door wide open. Our dog at the time, Max (a Jack Russell) was spread-eagled on the fireside rug, half asleep as dogs do so well, and this black and white cat walked into the house, into thie living room and then right past the dog and jumped up onto the armchair.

Max did a sort of double-take, and then gave a 'woof' at which point the cat took fright and shot up the curtains.... Cue a rather frantic phone call to my neighbour to get her to come and retrieve her cat from our curtains while I held back a terrier that wanted to try and haul the curtains and the cat down. So funny to look back on, but not so much at the time.

 

Hi @Victoria

Yes, I did stand there - admittedly, holding onto the front wall at times, but I did stand there. I am trying to push myself a wee bit to be honest, as the muscles are not going to repair themselves without some sort of exercise. I still have bad days (yesterday was one, which was handy as it meant the PIP assessor who was paying us a visit got to see an honest picture of where I am, and not me being all optimistic etc.

I don't know those particular neighbours, but I do have a couple of packs of cat food as a conversation starter......

I will try and get the word to them one way or another, not least as there are a fair few cats around here, so we don't want them getting ill.

 

Thanks @Selleri

We had a chat with our other neighbours yesterday, and whilst we were over there, a certain wee cat turned up. It is abundantly apparent now that something isn't right, as it is quite sensitive around the rear end of its back, and if you are giving it a wee pat/rub in that area, it will have a half-hearted attempt at biting you. The neighbours we were talking to know the owners of the cat quite well, so I asked them to have a word and suggest that the cat needs to be seen by a vet as it could have worms, or possibly even another illness.