I took this last week when Winston discovered the view of beautiful downtown Everett from our living room window.
He likes it.
He especially likes the gulls, likes cussing at them that is. Pearl has been teaching him to chatter at them. That cat chattering is really a cat's way of cussing a bird out you know. Pearl taught him how to say, "Come over here and I'm gonna split your wig bird." So cute.
Last edited by FlakeNoir; April 22nd, 2013 at 04:08 PM. Reason: Injected a "likes"
Remind me to come back here later and tell you a wee story about a little ginger kitty. (It's an on-going saga)
~ There'll be Chocolate, if God wills it. ~
Oh, Pats, Winston is just adorable. So glad to hear he and Pearl and getting along. What a view!!!
Ginger kitty story....
My partner and 5-year-old recently went for a wee night walk and upon their return trip met a cute little ginger kitten that would melt the heart of a stone. As they walked away and had to cross a couple of roads, it began to follow them. (Gar!) There were cars coming, so my partner picked the kitten up and they all crossed safely... he was then kind of stuck because the kitten had been sitting on the garage forecourt when they first met and when he tried to return it to the same spot, it just started following them again. What to do...
They quickly tried a bit of door knocking in the immediate area and nobody recognised it, so home they came... *sigh*
We have two cats (& dogs) already (Jake--the Gunslinger and Stan--who is actually female, so "Stanlee" for long.) *sigh*
So, kitty has been staying in our garage in a big kitty-friendly cage and had the run of the back yard for toileting and play once the dogs (& cats) were separated off into another area.
Kitty looks a bit like an "Eddie"... so whilst we were door knocking and flyer making and TradeMe (like eBay) advertising, he (yes, we looked) became Eddie, or Ed.
Not getting attached, not getting attached... NOT GETTING ATTACHED!
This kitten was so happy to be picked up by people from a great range of ages and would go from hard out play to soft cuddle-bug in about three seconds. Neither of our kitty-guys do this... it has been YEARS since we had a personality this big in such a small bundle. Not getting attached.
The biggest draw-card for this little bundle of orangey coloured fluff is that he really liked my partner. Cats do not like my partner--my partner does not like cats. He (the human) was baby-talking and oohing and ahhing all over the place... and boy did Ed like that?!
Not getting attached.
The jokes began, "shall we just take down the notices? hahahaha" and "wow, the dogs really seem to be coming around with him, ooh and look, even the cats are interested."
So, (on-going saga coming to an end) I was just out this morning to pick up a friend of my 5-year-old for a play date at our place when I received a txt from my partner to say that the owner had materialised to pick up "Huggly". (Apparently he was very ugly as a tot, but also very cuddly = 'Huggly')
*sigh* I guess we got a little bit attached. But... we're very happy his people now have him home and that they love him and will hopefully make sure he doesn't wander off again. (Or else maybe something (wonderful) could happen to him.)
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*Disclaimer : Yes, the story keeps changing from present to past tense and well... I'm too naffed to change it. (sorry)
~ There'll be Chocolate, if God wills it. ~
Dear Flake, that brought tears- happy you rescued him and found his home, sad that that home could not be with you.
The ones that come to my place--stay. They are usually "throw aways".
May Huggly/Eddie be a very happy kitty.
OH flake enjoyed your story very much ...I am glad it had a happy ending and melted a few hearts.
Awww Flakey! Your tenses worked purrrfectly for me.
The part that tugged my heart strings was how Huggly Eddie worked his way into your partner's heart to the point of making him speak kitteh-coo, especially since he "was" not a cat person. Maybe that's why the kitty crossed their path that day. It seems like sometimes, some cats show up if for no other reason than to be an ambassador of cat coolness, then they move on.
I kind of wish you could have kept HE, but you did the right thing IMO. Hats off to people who do the right thing. Not always the easiest way to go.
Thank you for that story, you made my morning. A warm heart is a good breakfast... that sounded creepy, but you know what I mean.