It gets worse! I thought I would have some exercise and ambled very slowly to conserve my energy to the French windows, in order to have a look at my blackbird collection.

I was hoping the window would be cracked open so I could poke my nose outside and chuffle the scent of my blackbirds as they came and went. Halfway across the carpet I stopped in my tracks; my whiskers almost fell out in horror.

Mikey-Mike was on the sleepskin in our front room. The Gingie-crew were totally not bothered. Clearly he has adopted this household. I knew from the start that his plan was to seduce my Maid and here he is - paws well and truly under the table. Mikey-mike’s waistline has expanded greatly since he adopted my Maid as his lady friend. He calls twice a day to vocally declare his utter love for her! Now he is inside fast asleep as if he owns the place.

I made my feelings about this appalling situation quite clear to Maid when she came to feed me on my duvet. She poured my kibbles out into my crystal bowl; I just ignored them and let out an irritated ‘mew’.

She just laughed and cuddled me. How can I be taken seriously when I am upside down in her arms having my tummy tickled?

I festered about this and became more and more angry so that during the night my annoyance made me full of energy. I jumped off the bed and played gallopy-gallopy. Something I haven’t done since I was a kitten, I’d forgotten what fun it could be. Maid got quite angry. I did invite her to join me by landing on her beds but she just shut me out of the bedrooms so when I had exhausted myself, I jumped up onto the kitchen sink to watch the hedgehogs and fox in the garden.

I then got my second wind as I thundered up and down the lounge, the hallway, in and out of rooms, crashing into things, my eyes wide and my ears back. I haven’t had so much fun for years. At one point I was whizzing round and crashed into Dippi-Duck. By the time she realisedwhat had happened, issued a tongue curling hiss then wobbled and fell over, I was halfway round the house again. I had a good 20 minutes session of gallopy-gallopy and even ignored Maid when she shouted at me from the bedroom to stop making so much noise. My paws were red hot from running all over the carpets and I was quite out of puff after the sixth circuit of the house. I was quite exhausted at 5am when I climbed back on my bed, and hungry too, so I pestered Maid until she woke up and very groggily put my buffet bar on the bed. Then she moaned about the noise I made crunching kibbles.

Maid’s version!

Last night I could have sworn Madam had the devil in her ! She normally sleeps right through the night on the bed with me and is the only cat I know who doesn’t snore! However in the early hours of last night she was thundering round like a pantomime horse on heat. Crash bang wallop, I half expected the furniture in the lounge to be re-arranged.

She’s never been so energetic! She even jumped on my bed then straight off a couple of times to torment me! Little monkey. It’s good to see her so happy but she had the devil in her. She was thundering round like a loon in the early hours so I shut my bedroom door after she’d tharumped across the carpet and jumped on me three times.

Needless to say when I got up at 7am she was on her back dead to the world with a tummy full of kibbles. She didn’t even give me the courtesy of opening an eye when I went to work!

  

A Morning Kiss

A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face.
Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.

Janet F Faure

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