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.

Moggies And Mackerel

by admin - 21:05 on 14 November 2014

Sometimes cats are laid back, disinterested, and just too cool to engage with humankind. They have their own lives and don't care in the slightest about the wishes and activities of the inferior species.

Then someone opens a packet of peppered mackerel and The Pride turns into crazed, cliched cartoon cats.

Maybe there's something in Co-op mackerel – the resident moggies have never been so overwhelmed by the aroma rising from Tesco's. The only way I could complete the packet-opening, assemble my lunch sandwich and eat it in peace was to lock myself inside a bedroom and try to ignore the sound of desperate squealing and the rattle of claws on the door.

Whatever happened to the polite kittens who waited gratefully while their food was put out and never thought to beg for scraps? I blame Maia, our permanently hungry black cat, who's been known to snatch bread rolls and cheese (wrapped and unwrapped) from the worktop. She's led them into bad ways.

Or maybe Matchgirl should shoulder some of the blame – she was the one who introduced the trio to milk, after all, which means that every time the fridge is opened in the morning three squalling monsters (but mostly Willow) believe the white stuff is for them, not our cereal.

What will they be like in another two years? I dread to think.

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