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Cat Calling
There's a rather sweet little white cat who lives at the end of the road. When I am walking home of an evening, I often see her there, crouched under or beside a car, watching things go by, and we have a little mutually-beneficial petting session.
A couple months ago, I saw a 'lost' poster for her. It was a bit of a shock, but given that she always seemed anxious to cross the road that has buses and taxis hurtling down it, I regretted that the worst had probably happened, and that was that. But she was back again the following week, and I had her address.
Last night, she came to visit me. I heard a cat mewing and thought next door's had got locked out somehow. It kept going for a while, so I poked my head out the window and saw Little White Cat looking up at me. I came down and she wanted to come in, but after some reassuring scritches I picked her up and took her back home. Apparently she's rather devious and loves making new friends; her predecessor had gone calling at every house down the street, according to her owner. Probably when she got 'lost,' she had just moved in somewhere else.
It's been ages since I've had a cat, and I'm old enough now to know I probably shouldn't have one, but it's nice to have a cat friend in the neighbourhood who will go out of her way to say hi.
A couple months ago, I saw a 'lost' poster for her. It was a bit of a shock, but given that she always seemed anxious to cross the road that has buses and taxis hurtling down it, I regretted that the worst had probably happened, and that was that. But she was back again the following week, and I had her address.
Last night, she came to visit me. I heard a cat mewing and thought next door's had got locked out somehow. It kept going for a while, so I poked my head out the window and saw Little White Cat looking up at me. I came down and she wanted to come in, but after some reassuring scritches I picked her up and took her back home. Apparently she's rather devious and loves making new friends; her predecessor had gone calling at every house down the street, according to her owner. Probably when she got 'lost,' she had just moved in somewhere else.
It's been ages since I've had a cat, and I'm old enough now to know I probably shouldn't have one, but it's nice to have a cat friend in the neighbourhood who will go out of her way to say hi.
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