stupid cats!

Posted on Tue 4 December 2007 at 11:20

The day after we moved here, Scottie did a runner.  Bloody pegged it to destinations unknown.  So Melissa and I spent two hours of fruitless searching and shouting.  Poor Melissa was really brave but I could hear the quaver in her voice.  I gave up searching and came in to do some unpacking and there she was the little bastard, curled up in the bottom of my cupboard.  Melissa reckoned she looked there but she obviously hadn't looked well enough.  I can only imagine that she was still doped up as I sedated both the cats for the drive down.  I was so relieved to see her:  it would have ruined the move for Melissa.

But they can't seem to get their heads round (or indeed through) the cat flap. They stand in front of it, pathetically mewing to be let out or in,waiting for the butler or doorman to come and do it for them. 

Melissa has a new hobby - making little felt balls out of cat hair that she has groomed out of them.  They must be nearly bloody bald the amount of balls that she now has.  And to keep them smelling sweet, she keeps them in a little tin that held cinnamon sweets.......nice!

We bought a cooked chicken the other day but did't eat that much of it.  I cooked far too many sausages 2 days ag and I was left with them as well.  So, being enterprising, not to mention mean, I decide to cook them all up and feed it to the cats.  Through the blender it went and back into some empty cat-food tins.  The ungrateful little wretches sniffed it and basically turned their noses up at it.  So that now needs to go down the waste disposal and I won't bother trying that again!

The only things I need to do now are make sure that I have informed everyone who needs to know of my new address and sort out the shed.  The grass could do with cutting but I can't get the mower out until I move everything off the top of it.  I've never enjoyed cutting the grass and we used to have a chap come and cut it at the old house.

Right, off to pretend to be busy!