I posted last week about the arrival of Moggy McLeod and the general upheaval he has caused to the house, in particular, little Kitty McLeod.
Since I last posted, he has managed to cause further carnage and great amusement.
His absolute piece de resistance was figuring out how to escape through the cat flap. We have a microchip cat flap which was set to let Kitty out and in but keep Moggy inside. Evil genius that he is, he worked out that if he charges the cat flap as Kitty either coming in or going out, he could get through before it shut and locked. Little monkey did this at 8am on Sunday morning and dsd came charging upstairs to get us up. He was sitting in the next garden looking at us as if to say 'come and get me, if you can!' I had wanted to keep him inside for at least 2 weeks, but given he had made a break for freedom and seemed happy coming and going, he has been given his freedom. It had made him slightly less manic in the house, but not much!
Had a bbq for my parents on Sunday. As I put the homemade potato salad on the table, dd thought this would be a good time to share the fact that she had seen him licking the mayo off the spuds earlier!
He also managed to get stuck in the linen basket yesterday after trying to leap off the bed to the top of the wardrobe and missing. He is such a funny boy- we love him to pieces.
Kitty not so bothered by him. If he's being a pest, she comes to find me or dd and looks at us as if to say 'men'!!
Sounds par for the course here! My beloved former cat ripped the cat flap off the door when we tried locking it to keep him in. Evilgingercat would just stand with his head against it till the flap moved.
I forgive them though - this morning evilgingercat was laid in the sun on the deck with the rabbit sunbathing next to him which was lovely
He should calm down within a day or two - he's testing boundaries at the moment and relishing having a home at last! (Making him a bit full of it, probably.) Just keep on smiling! (And not letting him away with any deep sins without remonstrating.)
Our deliquentcat, having found his feet after being adopted at ~9mths, and decided that he does in fact like people and snuggling and beds, has taken to terrorising the chickens. Bloody animal. He has no intention of catching them (I am pretty sure it is his sister, dontbloodytouchmecat, who has been ripping the heads of rabbits all over the kitchen) but he loves the cool noise that they make when he chases them . My parents tried to shut them in when they were cat-sitting, but they prised the cat flap open and disappeared - my parents had to resort to my father's wildlife tracking camera to make sure they were in fact coming in at some point.
Insurance against "acts of moggie" would be expensive, I fear.