Wednesday, June 10, 2009

It Is Post #210!


So noncat comes in and spends a lot of time last night. We had some bad thunder showers which may have scared her a bit.

We had a threat of some this evening so she also came over tonight and then did her "look" (which I interpret as I must pee poop and hunt) so outside she goes.

A couple minutes ago I go onto the porch and there she is. I am determined to enjoy a beer on the porch.
She wants back in. So I open the shiny new storm door and let her in and sit down on my cheap ass target camping chair on the porch.

Was this good enough for her? To paraphrase Steve Martin NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

She sat at the door looking at me until I also came inside and then went to her favorite place in the dining room!

Guess she showed me who is boss! (And yes I am thinking about buying some cat food tomorrow-bad plan but she is getting skinny)

2 comments:

Jennifer said...

LOL - all that attention and you haven't even fed her yet?

You'd better put a note on the thing asking "Is this yours?" cause once you start feeding her, she ain't never leaving.

And, too, maybe whoever gets the note is single - cats are known for their excellent taste in human beings.

This IS The Fun Part! said...

I'm with Jennifer. You feed her - she's yours. Of course, you don't feed her - she starves to death!

Yes, feed her, pet her, love her and name her George!

Grannie