Stephen and Matilda had been out in the garden prowling around enjoying the sunshine and watching the birds. In particular the nest of some sparrows that have been set up in one of the nearby trees. It now being spring, it looks like some of the chicks had started to become fledglings and one of them had decided that today was going to be the day it would take its first flight from the nest.
It wasn’t very successful and had been hiding behind some rubble while it tried to work out what its feathers were supposed to do. At which point, Stephen pounced on it and picked it up in his mouth.
Stephen has never been near a fledgling before and was quite perplexed as to what to do with his new toy. A feral cat would have taken it somewhere and done what feral cats do in this situation and eaten it. Stephen did not have a clue and so did the only thing that made sense. He would ask someone else what to do with it. Being a smart cat, he wandered straight up to tirial with it and looked up enquiringly, bird flapping in mouth.
Realising what he was holding in Stephen’s mouth, tirial was not best pleased and tried to get Stephen to drop the fledgling, which he did under a bed. tirial shooed him out and went back to see what state the bird was in, only to find Matilda had proceeded to start licking it all over. It was a very frightened, but now clean, fledgling.
Matilda was evicted and I was asked to come and lend a hand as moving the fledgling and keeping both cats at bay was a two-person job.
So, we opened the door to let him out and investigate and he sat there. I’m not sure whether it was an unwilllingness to get cold or wet or shock at the strange new world in front of him.
Either way, he didn’t want to know about going outside and after a couple of sniffs turned and headed back to the radiator, where it was warm.
He looked at us with an expression that said, “You want me to go outside, are you sure, its cold and wet and I prefer to be here, thankyouverymuch.”
We shut the door and he has stayed well away from the cold outside.
Thought for the dayDon’t tell me cats don’t know their names.I’ve just put down Stephen’s food, and he was eating happily, so I called Matilda for hers. She’d been on the windowsill last time I’d seen her.Sure enough a cat’s head appeared and began devouring the bowl contents, but something wasn’t right. “Stephen.” Usually he’ll […]
It’s been a rough two days with them. They went in to have their teeth cleaned for the first time with us, only to find it was the first time; full stop. Highlights were the cats panicking and eating carpet fluff when we took the food away, and thinking we were returning them to the […]
Well getting our two monarchs into their cages was easier than expected, only two piles of books were knocked over, and the journey to the vet was simple. We had arranged for a pet taxi to make it easy for them, which they seemed to appreciate.At the vets, they got a pre-check to make sure […]
Dear Matilda,I am aware that one of your favourite locations is perched on top of my PC. I know that you like to roll around and rub yourself on the metal frame to get comfortable because it is warm and vibrates slightly. You even discovered a side effect and a way to neutralise it. I […]
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No thought for the day – this is not a funny update unfortunately.Never underestimate how much trouble an intelligent cat with opposable dew claws and no common sense can get into.In summary: Stephen opens cupboards. He managed to open the boiler cupboard and fell down behind the immersion heater. He was trapped upside down between […]
Thought for the dayI thought cats were meant to hate waterAfter Matilda’s little mistake in the bath, it seems it was the other one’s turn this morning.I had started to run a bath, when the phone rang. I turned the tap off, answered it, said a few polite and then a few rather sharp words […]
I may have mentioned before that Stephen is a bright cat with a low boredom threshold. I think I’ve also mentioned his love of convenience when lazing. A few days I was typing some work up, and Stephen was lying in his bed, looking bored. He jumped up and went across the room to get […]