Closet kitteh

[apollinav]

This is Catherine.  Don't let the sweet face fool you.  She's a hellion.  A hellion, who's finally been broken of the pesky habit of dropping hot steamy biscuits in our living room!  Huzzah!   And she has a penchant for sneaking in drawers and confined spaces.  So earlier when hubby and I hadn't seen her all day, we didn't panic, because she hides.  But she wasn't sleeping on top of my sewing material.  And she wasn't antagonizing the boy, Moshe.  And she wasn't felting Timo's shoelaces.  And now... hours later?  We found her.  In the cupboard where the furnace is locked away.  How she got in there is a mystery, but we suspect she's been in there since this morning.  Other than being mighty dusty, she's no worse for wear, but has a hearty appetite.  Poor closet kitteh.

Moshe, our other cat, should have said something.  I rather think he was probably happy just to have the house to himself.  Moshe is the inspiration for every word I write on Crooks.  And though he hasn't quite figured out that he's neutered, and she's neutered - that doesn't stop him from giving it the old college try.  For which Catherine soundly beats his ass. 

Comments

[apollinav.livejournal.com]

You know, I always figured that she rebuffed Moshe's attentions because male cats have barbed penises. And well, if someone came at me with a barbed penis, I'd claw their f'ing eyes out too... But perhaps you've solved that mystery. Maybe she prefers the company of other females. Maybe she fancies pussy. Ah well.

That sounds like a Nancy Drew title: Case of the Closeted Kitty.

[miamadwyn.livejournal.com]

You should find her a stray pussy.

As it were.

[apollinav.livejournal.com]

Oh hell no. We don't need any more pussy hanging around this cat house.

[miamadwyn.livejournal.com]

I do understand. We had one and one was too many.

For nineteen years.

[apollinav.livejournal.com]

Moshe was all sorts of put-out and idignant when we took the little Miss in. Mind you, he'd forgotten that he too was a doorstep foundling, and was perfectly content to slam the door in her face. That is until he figured out that she had female bits... and then realized he rather liked female bits.

I love my Alpha male.

19 years is impressive for a cat! Wow.