|Kelly, nothing more can be said. The picture says it all.|
During our evening meal (supper) we have Anne’s folks over at times, and we enjoy the varied topics of conversation that we have during the course of the evening meals. The issues we discuss vary from new dresses to that of our current political climate. It is not unusual during these conversations to have our two cats (Toby & Kelly) move in and out between our legs during the course of the meal. As a cat, Toby is not really interested in the conversations as much as she is in what we are eating, especially when we are enjoying food such as fish. Kelly, our youngest cat, is a calico and has been known to have very queer habits. For instance, during the meal, Kelly likes to jump up on the back of the cloth chairs that are already occupied. She lies on the top of the chair and watches each of us eating with great interest. It almost seems that she is following each word that we discuss with one another. When someone else strikes up a new topic, Kelly jumps down and leaps on to the back of that person’s chair and seems to listen with great interest.
I remember reading about James Herriot’s cat that liked to visit different social events. It would perch on a shelf, chair, or table and watch people interacting. At irregular times it would take off from the Herriot’s residence and disappear for several hours, or days at a time leaving its owners wondering where it had gone. I believe Herriot called it, “The Cat About Town.” This story is a favorite of my children. Like James Herriot’s cat, Kelly likes to be around people, whether it be with our family or with others in the neighborhood. Kelly makes her rounds when the weather is fair, but she seems to stay near the house when it is cold and snowing. Both cats came to us as strays, as with many stray cats, they chose their owners and not the other way around. Consequently both Kelly and Toby are indoor/outdoor cats.
|Will putting a new Lego together.|
|Abby got her new Laura Ingall's dress.|
It seems that most evenings both of our cats come alive when the lights are turned out. They wrestle and run after each other, attacking one another in mock battles, that is until one claw or tooth finds its way through their thick fur. A meow or hiss is given and then the playing continues. At other times they sound like two miniature horses trotting across our hard wood floors chasing each other. During much of the day though, we can find each of them grooming themselves or just sleeping. It is during those times, one of us picks them up and decides the weather is too nice to let pass and puts the felines outside to enjoy the sun. They give a meow of protest, but when getting outdoors, they discover what they have been missing.