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Eat them up yum.
Jun. 8th, 2007 09:29 amI'm being stalked by cats.
Now I'm not exactly the worlds greatest cat lover, hell I'm not even the worlds smallest cat lover; I'm usually fairly ambivalent about the creatures - they individually have to make themselves appealing to me rather than me instantly cooing at one of the furry beasties and going all gooey eyed over them.
Dogs are different of course, I identify with them and they quite often go out of their way to come over to me for a fuss, I have good hound-empathy.
Cats and me don't have this connection. This hasn't stopped the local cat population around my house having some kind of bet on to see which of them can make me 'adopt' them first and believe me they're trying. The first one, a raven black moggie, was slowly working its way from my flowerbed to my doorstop in steady increments every time I saw it, it even dashed into my house (probably from distant cheers and whooping noises from the other cats) for a moment before I let out an "Oi!" and it ran outside again, probably earning itself a load of cat kudos for doing so. This one did however make the fatal mistake of lurking on my doorstep when I didn't have the outside light on and I was stumbling back at 2 am from a club not really at all awake, with the result I accidentally hoofed it. I felt rather guilty for that, but I haven't seen it since.
Now the new cat is trying instead, a black/grey coloured one that has obviously decided that my doorstep is some kind of danger zone as it was lurking in my garage this morning, now I'd left the door open all day yesterday by mistake but shut it last night, so it was there this morning sat near my bike with a "well it took you long enough" expression on its face. Maybe it will give up now as well and contender no.3 will give it a go...
Now I'm not exactly the worlds greatest cat lover, hell I'm not even the worlds smallest cat lover; I'm usually fairly ambivalent about the creatures - they individually have to make themselves appealing to me rather than me instantly cooing at one of the furry beasties and going all gooey eyed over them.
Dogs are different of course, I identify with them and they quite often go out of their way to come over to me for a fuss, I have good hound-empathy.
Cats and me don't have this connection. This hasn't stopped the local cat population around my house having some kind of bet on to see which of them can make me 'adopt' them first and believe me they're trying. The first one, a raven black moggie, was slowly working its way from my flowerbed to my doorstop in steady increments every time I saw it, it even dashed into my house (probably from distant cheers and whooping noises from the other cats) for a moment before I let out an "Oi!" and it ran outside again, probably earning itself a load of cat kudos for doing so. This one did however make the fatal mistake of lurking on my doorstep when I didn't have the outside light on and I was stumbling back at 2 am from a club not really at all awake, with the result I accidentally hoofed it. I felt rather guilty for that, but I haven't seen it since.
Now the new cat is trying instead, a black/grey coloured one that has obviously decided that my doorstep is some kind of danger zone as it was lurking in my garage this morning, now I'd left the door open all day yesterday by mistake but shut it last night, so it was there this morning sat near my bike with a "well it took you long enough" expression on its face. Maybe it will give up now as well and contender no.3 will give it a go...
