Author’s note: This is an apology. I’m sorry but I’m writing about my cats again. Yes, I know I need a life but I really like the one I have. Sometimes they do something that needs to be put down on paper.
This is a Disneyland of sorts for cats. There is a pond with wildlife, large shady bushes to nap under, four bird feeders and a catnip bush as big as Alaska. In addition I have a cat who is willing to show her lady parts to any passing Tom. It’s no wonder they all stop here from time to time.
For the past week or so there has been a cat hanging around. Not all the time. Just once in a while. It’s not a stray. It is wearing three collars. One collar has a dangly thing. It’s a little barrel so maybe it has some identification. One is a plaid ruffle (really?) and the other looks like a schoolgirl uniform collar. Not even my girly cat would be caught dead in any one of them.
It’s a beautiful cat with a brown seal point coat and beautiful big blue eyes (that aren’t crossed). It’s sleek and long. Maybe Siamese or Himalayan.
I can’t get close enough to see if there is a name on the collar. I hope it belongs to someone in the neighborhood.
Yesterday it (I’m not sure about the sex) saw Morgan through the sliding glass doors. We all know that Morgan is not normal. She is uber friendly for a cat. Instead of prancing and hissing and sending it off she seemed to be saying, “Oh boy a new friend! Come on in!”
First off she put her butt on the glass so the other cat could identify her. (Can you imagine if people did that? Ewww!) She’s not shy about her lady bits.
Then she proceeded to roll on her back with all four paws in the air inviting the other cat in to play.
Fortunately for me, neither one has opposable thumbs so the sliding door remained closed. The other cat mewed and pawed the window.
Yes, it would be so nice to invite her in for a play date but we all know how that could go. Yikes!
After a while the visitor went to sleep on the front porch (seriously, doesn’t she have a home?). All my door windows not only have sneeze sprays and nose prints, they also have Morgan butt prints too.
I hope I can get close enough to see if there is a tag in all that nonsense around her neck. I’m starting to think it may be a lady cat who needs a friend with better fashion sense.