A very frenetic week at Hedges Towers. Those of you who follow the adventures of the Two Grumpy Old Sods will know we recently lost our remaining elderly cat Holly, having said a sad goodbye to her brother Bart in November.
As a house without cats is like a BLT sandwich without the B, I decided to go kitten hunting round the animal rescue places. At first, without much success. Oh, they HAD kittens, were up to their kneecaps in kittens, but that was last week. Two kittens? 'Fraid not.
Then last week, we struck gold. Four out of a litter of five kittens at the Blue Cross had been reserved. The fifth, a little tortie, was still looking for someone to take her home. And, I was told, would be better as a solo kitten. Welcome Halley - called after the man who invented comets.We always seem to give our cats similar sounding names (Honey, Holly, Halley): because as senescence descends, it makes it easier to remember.
So, currently, I am kitten whispering as she finds her paws and destroys the house. The cosy bed has been rejected, the edge of the carpet substituted for the scratching post and she has turned her nose up at the Whiskas kitten food that I was assured she ate. So far so normal.
I was engaged upon yet another 'find the kitten' exercise when, pulling out BH's favourite chair, I discovered a SpaceNK bag tucked behind it. Now BH, bless him, has a bit of a rep for losing my birthday and Christmas presents. Two years ago, he lost an envelope of vouchers for my favourite clothes shop. Luckily, the owners remembered him buying them, so let me spend them.
When I say BH ''loses'' presents, what he actually does is hide them so securely that he can't remember where he put them in the first place. This is because I go present hunting. The SpaceNK bag was meant to be last year's Christmas' present. I had carefully written down exactly what I wanted to make it easy for him. (The same tactic, apparently, is currently employed by women all over the country who have run out of that Nars blusher called Super Orgasm. The SpaceNK staff say whenever they see a man creeping cautiously into the shop holding a piece of paper, it's a safe bet that's what they've come to buy).
So, we have a new kitten, and I have reserves of my lovely Nude Treatment Oil. Bit of a win:win situation. I'm now hoping Halley will help me track down this year's Christmas present.....even if it is by default.
Enjoy your kitten. The house will still be standing when she grows into a cat, even if it is a bit ragged!ReplyDelete
What a useful kitty - chewed rugs aside, that is! Can I borrow her for all the things that have got lost in my world?ReplyDelete
Jo, the house is ragged enough, so not bothered and Val, I'm thinking of training her to sniff out presents ...there has to be a career in it!Delete
Aha!! See!! Told you that you and her were meant for the other!!...Her obvious sleuth-like prowess could prove advantageous to your writing!!....She's definitely worthy of becoming a character!...( mind you, it seems she already is quite a one!! )...ReplyDelete
Indeed, her wiley ways and her mischievous days make her a purrrr-fect companion for your goodly self....and I feel she has already earned her position as your much beloved ....'meows'......( see what I did there?...'meows'..'muse'......( try saying it with my accent )...*makes speedy exit* ...
She is entertaining .... sad she has to grow up....but I am so glad, despite the odd meltdown over deaths of her predecessors, that we got her.Delete
yes, I wish they could stay small and cute, but sometimes you can be lucky and they grow up to be bigger and just as cute!Delete
Hope so...I'd like a companion catDelete
She sounds and looks adorable. So pleased she's finding her paws. I want to visit before she turns into s sensible cat but life us getting in the way!!!ReplyDelete
She looks so cute!ReplyDelete
Ros and Sally ..she IS adorable ..but a bit of a livewire...Delete
...sounds like you’ve struck gold with ‘Halley’, m’Lady, Carol.:):)ReplyDelete
Ha! Brilliant - maybe you can train Halley to sniff out sunken treasures and the like, too...ReplyDelete