Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
Doing Battle With The Pride
by admin - 19:45 on 23 September 2012
The most common word currently to be heard inside The Rural Retreat is “No”, often followed by “Down”, usually uttered by an exasperated Matchgirl as she fights a losing battle to keep kittens off kitchen work surfaces (a cat takes part too), curtains, the television, and the cooker. She's even (whisper it) resorted to use of a water-filled plant spray to control kitten chaos. We never had this trouble with Tess.
Cardboard barriers now block kitten-sized gaps between kitchen units but Pandora still finds a way to reach the dusty, grimy corners we'd rather forget about; Willow's computer keyboard dancing skills grow every day; Maia follows every human move in case there's food at the end of it. Life is busy.
It can only get busier. Maia's made more short, accompanied forays into the garden, culminating with a wander into the wilderness at the bottom where she climbed a tree and looked at the distant fields, across the road, with worrying interest. The kittens continue to gaze longingly through the windows.
But now and again, when they don't want to play, eat or argue, there's a moment of peace, such as the one Matchgirl captured on her camera today when The Rural Retreat's miniature pride took a break on the sofa.
I'd intended to cut the grass today, ahead of the countrywide deluge forecast for the next few days, but I blamed its dampness for my failure to do so. The real blame rests on another cat – Bob the Street Cat, whose book I read today. It's a great tale. Recommended.
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