As some wise person once said, “At Christmas time, to your enemy, give forgiveness; to your opponent, tolerance; and to cats, whatever the heck they want.” (At least I think it was something like that.)
At this time of year we are taught to help others in need, especially those who turn up at our homes seeking shelter. That includes impinging Chats Noirs, right?
This beauty appeared at a family member’s house a little while ago:
Given the timing of her visits, it’s likely that she has a home but no cat flap, hence being booted out whilst her family go to work, then being let in again when they return. The neighbourhood adventuring was probably quite fun in the summer, but it loses appeal considerably on a cold and miserable December day.
The kids have nicknamed her, erm, “Catty”, and have come to look forward to her visits. They never feed her, despite her best efforts to pretend to be starving, but they really enjoy her company. And the feeling seems to be mutual, with Catty purring and rolling with delight when he sees her secondary humans.
The adults in the family are enquiring around their street to find out where Catty’s permanent residence might be. In the meantime, free cat cuddles never did anyone any harm.
Joyeuse Fête à tout le monde. Last Christmas I was in A&E so I already know that this one will be better.
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