Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for November 10, 2016
November 09, 2016
November 11, 2016
Transcript:
Puck: We're 4 hours into "Elvis watch". Here's Lupin with the latest. Lupin: Puck, I've scaled the Vegas Fir for a better view. Just gotta toss some junk out of the way- The Woman is leaving food out for Elvis. Puck: He always did like food. Tommy: Here we are! Home sweet home! Elvis: You live in a shed? Tommy: For now. Until someone finds me, then it's onto the next place! Anyway, it's a greenhouse! Roasty toasty! Elvis: Don't you have any people? Tommy: I did, once, but you've seen how that goes... I got outside, got spooked by a passing People-mobile, started running..before long, I was lost. So, I stick to this block now, but I try to make it cozy. Elvis: Don't you miss your people? Tommy: Oh, sure! I miss the little things the most. Sleeping at the end of a bed, having my ears scratched, hearing I'm a good boy... Would you like some leftover non-poisonous plants from breakfast? There's not much, but it always feels like more when you share... Elvis: Oh, no, I couldn't... Tommy: Let's get some shuteye then! You take the box. Elvis: But- Tommy: Is the box not small enough? Elvis: Oh, no, it's impossibly tiny, -thank you-, I just don't want to take your bed. Tommy: No worries, brother! I sleep on this old overcoat! My Woman had one just like it! Elvis: Oh! Ok- Tommy: Don't you worry, you're closer to home than you thing. Tomorrow morning, as soon as the snow lets up, we'll set out for your house. Elvis: I wonder what Puck and Lupin are doing. Probably all curled up, fast asleep by now. Man: Why are they so wired tonight? Woman: They probably miss Elvis.
Cats are better off kept safe inside. If you must let them outside, be sure that they are microchipped so they can be returned to you if they become lost. Some people are MUCH too casual about being cat parents. We got our Jingle Belle Katt because someone moved away and left her to fend for herself, after picking her up as a small kitten and putting a collar on her to show she was “owned” rather than one of the local ferals. She ran after us crying for attention and food and jingling her little collar bell (hence the name). One we took her in she proved VERY friendly to humans, even makes up to strangers who come to our home. She doesn’t like other cats, however, probably because she had to compete with them for food.