Boots and I are in the sewing room knitting. He’s watching over my shoulder and expressing his disapproval at the outside, unfriendly cat getting attention!
Everyone has told me that tortoiseshell cats can be quite moody and I have no idea if that’s why she’s like she is but she can be the sweetest kitty and have me thinking I need to get her all checked out and let her live with Boots and the next minute I’m wishing she would go back and live in the woods.
Yesterday it rained and I rarely see her on rainy days but by mid-afternoon, the sun had been out for hours, her food hadn’t been touched and I was beginning to worry and then I saw her on top of that box. Last winter, when we’d just catch a glimpse of her every now and then, Vince fixed the box up with warm, dry bedding so she could have a sheltered place to sleep. I guess she knows he fixed it up for her because now that the nights have gotten cooler, I think she’s sleeping in the box.
On the other hand, she thinks everything around here belongs to her.
She still hisses like a crazy cat . . if she’s in the mood to be left alone. Other times, she can’t get close enough to me.
You’ll notice I still have that nice pedicure! 🙂
Most mornings Cat meets me at the door and she rubs and rubs and won’t get out of the way so I can walk. Half an hour later, I pass by her and she’s hissing at me. Boots would never do that!
Dottie N. says
LOL – Love your pet stories!!
Dorothy Matheson says
I have a black torti and she is every bit as standoff as yours. And she was brought into the house about 8 weeks old. Was weeks before she ever relaxed a bit. And way longer before she purred the first time. We held her every day and kept her in a cage in the bathroom to grow up a bit and to have shots and worming and fleas taken care of.
I got a gold one and a gray dilute torti at the same time and they both calmed down and became friendly much sooner. Now like yours, Linda the black one begs to be patted and rubbed and scratched first thing in the morning but that is all for her. She has spent the summer sitting on the coffee table where I cannot quite reach her. First cooler night she sat on top of blue the 5 year old and soon her sister was on top of blue too, all right next to me on the left.. The other side has Chris who is a orange and white boy a bit younger who is a total pill. Always picking on the others always getting into things and worse always darting through doors. It takes a squirt of water in his face to stop him from something he really wants. If it is not so important to him just shaking the bottle works.
I grew up with cats and always have had one or more. I have to work hard to not be an old cat lady.