Old friends for the weekend  

kitchenfun1234 45M
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9/2/2006 2:09 pm

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Old friends for the weekend

Well the weekend is upon us and I've got some old feline friends to stay in the house of many cats.
Jessie and Lisa are two cats from a litter of three kittens that I was given by my nextdoor neighbour. The tidy neighbour not the other messy one.
The third in the litter, I named Mabel. She was pure black and my constant companion. She was with me for a year and then got run over by someone outside my house.
After that I sent Jessie and Lisa to live in the semi-countryside with my parents. Safer with them although there are still maniac drivers near them.
Jessie and Lisa are with me again for the next few days whilst my parents move house.

It has been raining all day.
Driving to and from my parent's house took an hour longer than usual, partly due to the rain and partly due to roadworks and every bloody traffic light being against us there and back.

Sat in their cat carrier on the front seat of my car, listening to the radio, the cats were quite quiet until we got onto the Stratford Road through Shirley.
We ran into red light after red light and I said to them;

"Doh, seems like every light is against us today"

Both cats chorused a brief "Wrrrrowwwww!"

They talk to you if you take the time to listen.

Then the complaining started and continued all the way home. Every time I slowed down....

"Meow, wrowowowowow, meew!"

Now the girls are sat with Tommy, Beau and Luke, (My friendly male cats, all neutered), where they have been welcomed. Unfortunately Jeessie and Lisa are having a sulk.

Don't ever give up searching for the fun in life.

Ana_6973 44F

9/2/2006 2:28 pm

When I moved back home in 2001, I had to take George (my huge orange tabby cat) with me. I'd never traveled with him before. My father drove out to help me and we traveled cross country with George in his carrier. He meowed for the entire trip. My father was so fed up he wanted to strap him to the roof.

Then on the trip back to Vegas in 2002, it was the same. He does not like cars. When we moved to the new apartment this past week, I didn't have my carrier so my brother had to hold him. He ended up perched on the back of my seat as I drove the few minutes to our new home.

He has settled into our new home but has his moments when I get home where he tells me off for a bit.

Oh and he thinks my enormous bathtub is his personal water dish when I'm in it.

Oh well, he's my baby and I love him. Crazy cat attitude and all.


~~"I can scream as loud as your last one, but I can't claim innocence."~~

kitchenfun1234 replies on 9/2/2006 2:53 pm:
My cats seem to be OK with cars. It's the stopping they don't like.
I remember many awful road trips as a kid, sitting in the back of my dad's big white rust bucket of a Ford Cortina.
The stopping and starting used to gove me motion sickness. I think cats probably suffer from motion sickness quite a bit in stop-start urban traffic.

cuteNEway 42F

9/2/2006 5:00 pm

cats are such brats! gotta love them!!

kitchenfun1234 replies on 9/2/2006 6:02 pm:

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