Cattish behaviour

[caddyman]

While I think on it, I should note that last night as we were watching telly, we were paid a visit by a certain curious young moggie from next door.

About 9.15, a curious little ginger face appeared in the door from the conservatory. It was Mr Philip Parker, who is clearly training as a housing inspector. He paused and regarded us balefully , before wandering up the stairs for a peek around up there and a peer over the edge to get a good look at the living room.

I’d say his inspection lasted about 5 minutes before he sauntered back out into the night, apparently satisfied with progress.

Previously, he has only come in to the house when he’s thought we weren’t there. If he saw us, he would pause and then retreat.

We have reached the exalted status of being ignored by the cat.

Comments

[karinmollberg.livejournal.com]

Cats are what the germans call Housemasters; it´s their duty to look into things, check on whether your way of living is alright and talk about it. Last night when I was just leaving to meet a friend in a brasserie, my departure had to be postponed because the fluffy chinese cat from downstairs said hello on the stairs and before I could say "hey, that´s not your place" it was inside my bedroom cleaning the space below my bed with its big fur. It always looks very thoughtful but the look I got when one of the china girls came to get her pet out from under my bed, was downright critical. True, I haven´t cleaned this place for a while (but may have passed my french test the other day). Most embarrassing. I hope, I won´t be thrown out.