I remember you
I had a hundred other things that I wanted to blog, but something happened on the way home that wiped out all my thoughts, and replaced them with fuzzy delirium.
My neighbourhood is a typically dog-loving one; at least every other house has a dog. However, there are only two cats that I know of around here. Incidentally they are in the houses that flank mine. We do get many strays, but they are -- for the most part -- either extremely unfriendly or frighteningly fierce.
I was walking home today when a kitty sidled up to me. Well, hello, I mewed. I mean, how else do you communicate with cats? (Yay for groovy lab shoes!)
She mewed back. She mewed and purred and rubbed herself on me. She flashed her claws at me and climbed up my legs (thank God for denim). I raised my eyebrows, pleasantly surprised. You're very... affectionate, especially for a stray.
So I stayed around, gave her a belly rub, and let her climb all over me.
But I had a dog to feed, and soon it was time to go. Sorry, babe. I wish I could stay, but I have a doggie waiting for me.
She walked me home. I don't know why, but she did. A couple of metres away from my front door, she stopped and looked up at me with those huge green eyes. Meow, she said. Yes, meow. I'll see you again?
We said our goodbyes, and I had a funny feeling, so I raced up to my room, and downloaded the photos. I dug up old photos of Crescent, and did some C.S.I. matching of my own. Just to be sure, although I already knew.
It's been two years. She still remembers.
My neighbourhood is a typically dog-loving one; at least every other house has a dog. However, there are only two cats that I know of around here. Incidentally they are in the houses that flank mine. We do get many strays, but they are -- for the most part -- either extremely unfriendly or frighteningly fierce.
I was walking home today when a kitty sidled up to me. Well, hello, I mewed. I mean, how else do you communicate with cats? (Yay for groovy lab shoes!)
She mewed back. She mewed and purred and rubbed herself on me. She flashed her claws at me and climbed up my legs (thank God for denim). I raised my eyebrows, pleasantly surprised. You're very... affectionate, especially for a stray.
So I stayed around, gave her a belly rub, and let her climb all over me.
But I had a dog to feed, and soon it was time to go. Sorry, babe. I wish I could stay, but I have a doggie waiting for me.
She walked me home. I don't know why, but she did. A couple of metres away from my front door, she stopped and looked up at me with those huge green eyes. Meow, she said. Yes, meow. I'll see you again?
We said our goodbyes, and I had a funny feeling, so I raced up to my room, and downloaded the photos. I dug up old photos of Crescent, and did some C.S.I. matching of my own. Just to be sure, although I already knew.
It's been two years. She still remembers.
posted by Laughingcow at 10:13 pm
9 Comments:
that is so very lovely.
hey, funny posts aside, this is like, the best post I've seen all week in the blogosphere.
You have affinity with animals! I have no affinity with insects. Mosquitoes see me, they bite me :(
Whoever said cats are self-centered should read this...nice touch of humanity...from one to another :)
meow!
Affectionate cats are not oxymoronic ya? :)
so sweet! aw!!!!
Kitty love! :)
a l: Yes, she was very very lovely. :)
BoY: Thanks for the unofficial award. ;)
OLT: Nah, the strays typically run away from me. Turns out this was wasn't a "stray" after all. :)
MQube: Whoever said cats are self-centred should be smacked for discrimination. :p
Woof!: "Woof! said meow!" Identity crisis?! :p
aberwyn: Of course not. The cats at coffee shops are especially affectionate... when they want you to feed them. :p
Alwyn: That was my reaction when she was rubbing herself all over me. That didn't come out right, but you know what I mean. ;)
g marks the spot: ... From a lovely kitty! :)
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