A bit of cat whispering...?
Both of us are very intuitive with regards to Mausi's behaviour, idiosyncrasies and tantrums. A mere hint of a lift of her paw, tail or head is enough for one of us to understand what she wants or doesn't want and idiotically we pander to her every such whim. Crazy indeed, aren't we? What can we do when she holds our hearts in her little paws?
Mausi and I have a certain routine during the day when Bob's at work. She sleeps and I don't. Only the rustle of a plastic packet ( and possible snack ) rouses her from her sleep. Almost a mirror image of night time... we sleep, she doesn't and we wake up when we hear her flitting about like a mad cat on our wooden floor!
An hour ago I came back from a morning spent grocery shopping and at first she gave me a warm welcome, followed by a sniff around the shopping baskets and then a return to her daybed of choice. In front of the laundry basket this time. Perhaps because it is cooler on the tiles but I suspect it is more a case of a game of cat & mouse.
When carpets, and pillows are out of place, and the laundry basket shifted a few inches I know that she has been entertained and challenged by a little rodent who has chosen the wrong place to stay the night. She has got the patience of a saint ( although the playing with rodents can't be called saintly by any means ) when it comes to laying in wait for the little rascal. Hours on end she can sit and stare into a space between furniture and the wall, only to pounce at the most opportune moment. Not so opportune for this poor little rodent.
When she is on the hunt she only has a token show of love for us. More of a " meow, now leave me alone. "... Let's hope she is successful before we go to bed, because otherwise there will be a cat & mouse show for sure and sleep will be out of the question. Oh, the things we do for our little ones...
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