Nui-Mew

I gave the cats a sachet of chicken in gravy as their evening treat – Ziva is becoming impossibly selective about what she considers a treat! As annoying as that might be to me, it is actually a very good sign: It shows that she has overwritten the memories of the time she was starving with the memories of living with me. Proof that she’s happy here. So happy and confident (not fearing rejection) that she’s letting me know her personal preferences! Considering how far she goes to accommodate MY preferences (like not bringing birds home) – I’d say it’s only fair; and I gladly spoil my kitties!

I woke around six this morning – and again made the mistake of turning over. It was half eight when I woke again. A bit too late for coffee, so I just have a quiet cigarette before getting dressed and taking the car to the workshop – distracting all three of my cats with a sachet of chicken in jelly.

Back at home, Mewthos is becoming a real nuisance – since he’s had his leg in the splint, he has developed this habit of sitting in the lounge mewling … and mewling and mewling! He’s not hungry, he’s not in pain, he won’t sit on my lap or across my shoulder … as a last resort I try just sitting on the floor with him – he doesn’t want me stroking his fur either. I just sit there, playing with his toys. And he’s happy! That’s all he wants: quality time with mommy! He isn’t comfortable on the chair next to me, nor on the bed, nor anywhere else – just on the floor. And he wants me to sit with him a while, every now and again. That’s no chore for me – he is such a beautiful cat (when he’s quiet, he he).

Our gardener is working for Rose today, so the Mips don’t feel ‘safe’ roaming the garden – funny that, all the cats (Rose’s as well) behave as if he’s a stranger! The Mips don’t usually see him – he’d work while they were shut in, when I was at work – but Rose’s have known him for years! And he doesn’t hurt or harm any cat. Yet they steer clear of him. But then again, it took over a year before Rose’s tom would even let me touch him! At least when they are this wary of strangers, there’s less chance of someone being able to steal them. Yes, people do that. They steal pets and then wait until you’re so desperate, you offer a rewards – then they come forward and tell you what how much the reward should be.

Regarding Snowball, I’m beginning to change my mind: I’m starting to think that he does have a home, where he is well-fed – though not otherwise much cared for (like being neutered!). Today he came strolling in and spent half an hour playing with the toys before even giving the kitchen – and the food bowls – any attention! And he’s quite happy taking his own noon Siesta here with me and the Mips. I did, however, hear a cat outside last night – from the sound I guess it was Snowball.

 

Uh oh! Snowball has gone to sleep with his head
resting on Mewthos' favourite toy!
His little wormie

This afternoon we’re having a Watermelon Party! A watermelon has turned up in Rose’s garden a while ago. At first we had no clue what it could be, since nobody has planted or thrown watermelon seeds in that patch – it just turned up! The leaves and flowers are similar to the gem squash I had. It had quite a number of flowers and then we saw what looked like little Zucchini or Cucumbers. None of them made it past that stage, except one – which just grew and grew so fast and so big! Our gardener has been knocking on it for the past couple of weeks to find out whether it’s ready – and today’s the day! The root part of the plant was already beginning to wither – it’s quite out of season, so she had it pulled out. And this afternoon we sat down and cut it into slices and each had our fill! I – optimistically – threw some of the seeds in my vegetable patch; after all, who knows?

 

A lovely large and sweet
Watermelon

Around the time of our watermelon fest, the workshop called – they haven’t even been able to source the CV joints for my car, yet! They asked if I would be okay without transport another day – I had been expecting that, but not on the issue of CV joints! Once they’ve replaced those, they need to take it for a test drive to try and find out what’s causing the noise when I’m driving between 80-90 km/h … THAT is what I thought would cause the delay. Well, we’ll see what happens tomorrow.

 

Poor little mite, looking all sad and forlorn!

Another new development in the cat opera is that Romeo has become obsessed with The Terror! He is chasing that poor female and mounts her every chance he gets – not deterred by her fierce fighting him off! Last night he apparently chased her into Rose’s bathroom! She NEVER goes into our homes, poor thing must be terrorized.

Around five it started getting dark, so I closed the door. Ziva was sitting on the wall, but she wasn’t ready to come in, yet. She came in around half seven – and I sat down with her and we played with the catnip spinner! She got quite involved, and she’s very clever. She managed to get her paws firmly on the ball – on both sides: the far side, by ‘hugging’ the toy, and the near side. That got the Mips into play-mode as well, so now they are having fun.