I have settled in nicely in my new home and get on very well with my new mum and dad. I sleep on dad's bed each night (I think another cat used to sleep on mum's bed so am steering clear of there for the time being).
I am not allowed to go outside for four weeks which I think a bit hard but, don't tell anyone, mum accidentally let me out the front door on Saturday afternoon. Mum's daughter and her husband called in to bring me some special cat litter and 4 tins of Fancy Feast so I like them too. Mum's daughter didn't realize she had sat in 'my' chair so I let her sit there for a while until she got up for a few minutes. I then hopped on the chair which gave her the message to sit elsewhere, which she did. It's always nice when people recognize a cat has certain priorities and I am sure she will remember in future.
Mum usually says goodbye at the front door 'cos she's not too steady on her feet and, she thinking I was sound asleep on 'my' chair, held the front door open a little way, just enough for me to sneak out. I didn't run away but just wandered around the garden checking everything out. Dad finally picked me up and popped me back inside and I didn't get into trouble at all. Well, I didn't mean to be naughty but was curious about what may be out there. It all looks so exciting and I sit gazing out the windows at the front or the back and watch what is going on. One day hopefully I'll be able to explore more.
I had been having fun scratching my cat litter all over the laundry floor but 'they' soon put a stop to that. Mum found a cardboard box which she lined with newspaper (all neatly stuck down) which my litter tray fits into nicely. The "Angel Litter" bought for me is excellent and I'd recommend it to other cats as well. Not as much fun as before but it shows how well looked after I am and I understand 'they' don't want to be constantly cleaning the floor.
I have a bowl of biscuits to munch on and each evening I have a feed of Fancy Feast or Dine and I am now beginning to really enjoy them. I have a bowl of fresh water each day but I also enjoy hopping in the laundry trough and having a drink of water if someone leaves a dish in there. I don't somehow think mum likes me doing that as I noticed this afternoon there are no longer any cat dishes in soak in the trough. Oh well, I'll have to be good and drink the water from my bowl.
Apparently 'they' think I am OK as they keep stroking me and talking to me and so I purr to let them know I am OK with them as well.
Be back soon, bye for now
Candy
