Mews report

The cat is entirely back to her old self, if not with a vengeance. She’s been much more active than previously, and had to be shut out of the bedroom yesterday for playing shakeymouse with, in turn: some hair ties, an old panel pin, and my glasses on the bedside table.

Today she’s had the run of the garden and house, as the glorious bank holiday weather has permitted the doors to be open all day. Is she content? Not in the slightest: she ‘s been whining as frequently as ever; trying to communicate some incomprehensible feline Schade, of which K. and I care as little as we understand.

But, oh! the chances we have had: to be able to rub the tummy of a cat, warmed to sizzling in the sunlight is worth every plaintive, piercing mew.

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2 Responses to Mews report

  1. 1looby says:

    That is indeed a pleasure. I love it when Violet (Kirsty’s cat) rolls over in the sunny patch on the carpet after she’s been fed (although for some inexplicable reason that I am not enough of a cross-species psychologist to understand), she will sometimes lash out at any stroking attempts, despite giving every outward appearance of being happy.

    • smallbeds says:

      Oh, tell me about it. Cats have to be utterly, utterly zonked before they’ll let you anywhere near their tummy; baking in the sun is one of the very few ways of doing that as far as we’ve been able to tell. From what I can tell they love tummy-rubs, but at the same time it tickles that bit of their brain that says “let’s play shakeymouse!”

      If I were you, I’d always play it safe and go for the headrub. As far as I can tell, all mammals love a headrub.

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