I can never remember what I say on the blog and what I say on Facebook. That probably means I talk too much!
Friday I had Rita at the vet and got some Revolution for Cat so I was kinda dreading how she would react when I put it on her but I don’t think she even noticed. I was sitting still and petting her and she wasn’t worried about anything else. Friday afternoon there were a lot of noisy helicopters overhead and I was afraid that was going to startle her but I guess she’s used to them too.
If I sit, she walks up to me. I cannot walk up to her but she will walk up to me . . if she feels like it. Boots is always happy to run up and meet us and get petted but Cat has her own agenda. In fact, Sunday evening I went out to sit on the little platform and pet her, noticed she was almost out of water, went to fill her water bowl and noticed a couple of trees needed watering so by the time I got back to where she was, she decided she wasn’t in the mood to be petted and she walked off about 10 feet from me and stretched out on the ground like she was thinking . . fine, you didn’t want to pet me when I wanted you to so you can just do without!
How many of you thought I’d never get to pet her? Admit it! Truthfully, I thought I’d osme day get to pet her but I also thought she’d claw my eyes out the first time I tried it.
In the above picture you can see (1) my thighs are way too big and (2) the tipped left ear. It’s so weird because in pictures, it is definitely tipped but in real life, I still question if it’s tipped. It’s so obvious in the picture, that I know it is, but it just doesn’t look like it in real life.
She’s a scrawny cat and she’s not that big. I know she’s an adult because she’s been here over a year but she’s probably half the size of Boots.
This picture looks so evil, I just had to share it. We were facing the setting sun. I was wishing we had our backs to the sun but I knew if I got up, Cat would run so I just sat there with the sun in my face.
Til about 11 in the morning, Cat sits on top of my car. Then it’s hot enough that she gets down and gets under the car and stays there til about 8 when it’s time for me to sit and pet her and feed her.
She’s not real friendly with Vince but he hasn’t been trying to make friends with her either. Over the weekend, he got in the RTV a couple of times. It’s parked next to my car so when he got that close, she jumped down and went somewhere and wasn’t seen for a while. By the time she decided to come around again, Vince went and got the tractor and at that point, Cat was spooked enough that we didn’t see her the rest of the day and until almost noon the next day.
We’ve come a long way but she’s still afraid of everything.