Posted: Wednesday 25 January, 2006
Felix has decided it would be great to have some adventures. I don't know how much access he had to the great outdoors before we got him, but he always seemed a bit overwhelmed by "outside", didn't seem awfully confident walking along fences and stuff - things that Cass seems to do without thinking. And he just tears around the garden at 100 miles an hour, which is quite entertaining.
Anyway, Felix has been practising his adventure skills.
Yesterday, I looked out the bedroom window and noticed a wee black shape moving up the field, followed by the three horses. Felix seems to be fascinated by the horses and they're quite interested in him. I shouted on him and he came tearing back, meoiwing loudly.
This morning, Dan brought him home, having met him way up the field (with the horses again), when Dan was returning home with the dogs.
Tonight, however, Felix tried a new trick. He went up the chimney. Dan had noticed him sniffing round the fire screen earlier. When we came through to the study, Felix came with us, as usual. Dan stroked him, as usual, then noticed his hand was black. Then we realised the smokey smell was - Felix. He's been brushed - I did consider a bath - but he's still failing the white tissue test. I guess I'll be washing the white pillow case, where he sleeps, tomorrow.
He's turning into a right little devil!!
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Rosemary
I suppose we are curious about what has lead to certain behaviour in "second hand" cats, but I suspect they all have their little foibles. A friend of mine has two cat sisters who are like chalk and cheese, in both behaviour and appearance.
That's the fascination, I suppose.
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claire
Thursday 26 January, 2006 at 7:51am
I often wonder at the behaviour of the 'second hand cat', Tansy seemed to think its ok to get on the kitchen surface but not ok to get on the bed. she's happy to sleep on the bed now(didn't take much encouragement!) but still gets on the table in the kitchen. when I moved here I had two cats aged 3 and 2 who had never been outside. one of them is still a homebody, not going far and the other one took to roaming , sometimes staying away for a couple of days and then one day never came home at all, I hope she found another family.