Kitty is really enjoying her new home. The thing she likes best is going outside and having the freedom to roam. Being the smart cat that she is, she has me believe she doesn’t actually roam very far (as an overprotective cat mom this pleases me greatly). She stays on the deck, goes under a big fir tree and hangs out in the flower bed.
However… the cat is out of the bag (pardon the pun) as, whenever I run into my new neighbours they inform me of all the places they have seen her. For example, the lady six houses down with the beautiful golden lab tells me Kitty likes relaxing on her deck, and the lady with the huge lawn watches Kitty chase birds in her garden. Today though, I found out about the most surprising and cheeky behavior. Next door to me lives the “black belt” in the cat community… Blue. He is a similar size to Kitty, same grey colour, but he is short-haired. He is REALLY tough. I know this because he goes out even in the most freezing cold weather, the sort that has Kitty running from after merely sniffing the air. He bears war wounds on his face from previous battles, and no living being is too large for him to take on, including me. He regularly hisses at me when I walk out on my deck.
But today, Blue’s owner told me that Kitty likes to go into her house and eat Blue’s food. Kitty has no shame, or fear! It seems the highly expensive prescribed food that the vet wants her to eat for her health just isn’t cutting it with Kitty’s taste buds. She is willing to risk… who knows what… in order to get some tasty “normal” cat food. I am off to the vets in a second.
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