The 'hood cats. They've discovered what I once thought to be a wonderful convenience...the kitty/doggy door. Sitting on the couch one recent evening I glanced toward the French doors and noticed a cat slinking out of the kitchen and through the kitty door. "Oh, must be V on the prowl..." but wait, V doesn't have socks...weird. Next morning, I have the doors open as I get ready for work and right at the threshold is this beautiful, fluffy gray and white blue eyed cat...with a "crap I've been caught" expression. But oh no, the obvious presence of a human did not scare this cat away from the feeding station in the kitchen. Cat sidesteps me with slight caution and heads toward the food. "What the..." Now that cat is around all the time; others too. How did this happen - - aren't they afraid to impose on a strangers house...it could all be a trap? What is V telling these other cats??
I fully expect to come home one day to a house full of 'hood cats playing a lively game of poker...Costco bag of cat food spilled onto the kitchen floor...party time! And to think, until recent years, I did not like cats...fluffy, friendly, cute - no dice. I can't afford to keep all of the neighbor cats in winter coats - and as soon as one of them leaves me something aromatic - kitty door gets the kibosh.
No...I mean it...seriously.
:)
I fully expect to come home one day to a house full of 'hood cats playing a lively game of poker...Costco bag of cat food spilled onto the kitchen floor...party time! And to think, until recent years, I did not like cats...fluffy, friendly, cute - no dice. I can't afford to keep all of the neighbor cats in winter coats - and as soon as one of them leaves me something aromatic - kitty door gets the kibosh.
No...I mean it...seriously.
:)
