The Cat
I think the cat is suffering from sensory overload the way her head is spinning. Watching the currawong call out from a neighbouring building, the pigeons cooing the other way and then a noisy bunch of myna birds swooping around.
Thought I’d lay on the bed and read for a while but it’s hard to focus when you’re being stared at.
🐱 The cat is silently sitting beside her bowl glaring at me as I’ve been up for an hour and haven’t fed her. She will be even more displeased when I scoop her up shortly and put her in the carrier to go to the vet to get her teeth cleaned.
Sometimes you just need to sit and contemplate life. 🐱🐈
Relaxing afternoon reading my book on the balcony. Ms Ali and her toy mouse are keeping an eye on the birds flitting around. 🐱
A lazy start to Caturday. I’m reading and Ms Ali is keeping me company. One reason I use a Kindle is that it’s easier to read with when only one arm is available due to the other being trapped under madam. 🐈⬛🐱
No idea what the cat has been chasing for 30 minutes. Started with a climb up the screen door (continually thankful it’s pet mesh), then climbing over the chair and staring at the roller blind followed by getting behind the blind. Now she’s sitting staring at the corner. At ghosts presumably. 🐱
On Caturday, this little treasure likes to sit in the old chair on the balcony and watch the birds in between naps. 🐱
Embrace the leg. 🐱
When you’ve had a tooth out and still high on painkillers you too will sit and stare at the ceiling. 🐱