Randi
08-08-2002, 11:36 AM
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Checking out the childrens' sandpit
Fisters original home was the back yard of our appartment block. He lived there for the first year of his life with his mum Mrs Spot. When we first enticed him up he would go “home” every evening, but as time went by he stayed with us for longer and longer periods, much to the charigrin of his loving mum. She never did like people, and I’m sure that she sometimes gave him a good ticking off when he came back down. I can imagine her saying “what are you doing coming home at this time of night - and smelling of humans too!” :mad:
Nowadays (after 5 years) he doesn’t seem to bother about it much, although he is VERY interested in what goes on down there, and holds a regular vigil from our kitchen window.
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p9ab052bb456e4408550b9b872cad2ca0/fd6dfd25.jpg
Am I missing anything?
Once in a while (often a Friday or Saturday funnily enough), he will go all restless on us, pace backwards and forwards in the kitchen and complain loudly. He normally gets his own way, but we often regret it, because he reverts to type when he’s down there, will have little to do with us, and can risk staying out until all hours of the night! Unfortunately the burden of fetching him usually falls to Randi, as I was brought up with tough cats in slightly different circumstances and won’t let them push me around! But I must admit to bowing to circumstance a few times, and making a sleepy trip down the back stairs in the early hours of the morning. :mad:
As his trips are usually quite late in the evening, we don’t have a lot of pictures of him out there, and we unfortunately didn’t photograph him very much earlier. So here is a little collection from his last couple of visits.
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p81e90abb7ac1dbde1d8cdedf1d5ec7eb/fd6dfd24.jpg
What’s going on over there? (Notice the tail!)
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p44038c548491940ca663630e7081c6fb/fd6dfd23.jpg
Having a good scratch
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/pd0f4fe78447a08812d8bde3bf086b519/fd6dfd22.jpg
Greens are healthy, so they say!
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p1e7160da0a4a21c401493082b61a2f75/fd6dfd21.jpg
Was that a mouse?
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/pea4cebdf5408f0199de638f65218fdfc/fd6e0bca.jpg
And a nice dirt roll before we retire to the humans lovely clean bed!
Regards from John
Checking out the childrens' sandpit
Fisters original home was the back yard of our appartment block. He lived there for the first year of his life with his mum Mrs Spot. When we first enticed him up he would go “home” every evening, but as time went by he stayed with us for longer and longer periods, much to the charigrin of his loving mum. She never did like people, and I’m sure that she sometimes gave him a good ticking off when he came back down. I can imagine her saying “what are you doing coming home at this time of night - and smelling of humans too!” :mad:
Nowadays (after 5 years) he doesn’t seem to bother about it much, although he is VERY interested in what goes on down there, and holds a regular vigil from our kitchen window.
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p9ab052bb456e4408550b9b872cad2ca0/fd6dfd25.jpg
Am I missing anything?
Once in a while (often a Friday or Saturday funnily enough), he will go all restless on us, pace backwards and forwards in the kitchen and complain loudly. He normally gets his own way, but we often regret it, because he reverts to type when he’s down there, will have little to do with us, and can risk staying out until all hours of the night! Unfortunately the burden of fetching him usually falls to Randi, as I was brought up with tough cats in slightly different circumstances and won’t let them push me around! But I must admit to bowing to circumstance a few times, and making a sleepy trip down the back stairs in the early hours of the morning. :mad:
As his trips are usually quite late in the evening, we don’t have a lot of pictures of him out there, and we unfortunately didn’t photograph him very much earlier. So here is a little collection from his last couple of visits.
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p81e90abb7ac1dbde1d8cdedf1d5ec7eb/fd6dfd24.jpg
What’s going on over there? (Notice the tail!)
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p44038c548491940ca663630e7081c6fb/fd6dfd23.jpg
Having a good scratch
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/pd0f4fe78447a08812d8bde3bf086b519/fd6dfd22.jpg
Greens are healthy, so they say!
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p1e7160da0a4a21c401493082b61a2f75/fd6dfd21.jpg
Was that a mouse?
http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/pea4cebdf5408f0199de638f65218fdfc/fd6e0bca.jpg
And a nice dirt roll before we retire to the humans lovely clean bed!
Regards from John