Tonight while sitting watching TV, quietly minding my own business & knitting away, there was a rather foreign sounding 'meooowww' at our sliding doors.
I'd noticed this cat lurking today & heard him a couple of times earlier - he has rather an exotic 'meow' - one that I'm sure results from some pedigree breeding somewhere, which seems to be backed up by the narrow shape of his head.
Anyway tonight I let him in. He was obviously hungry & Bizkit had just asked to go out the back door - so there was no risk of confrontation from she who must have control...of her humans, her house, her territory....her everything!
He's obviously well loved by someone & it looks that until recently he had a collar on. He chowed down some dry food & then made hmself completely at home.
The maille man of course made noises that I could not keep him .....Bizkit made similar noises when she discovered him, only hers resembled someone speaking in tongue.
These noises started while I was trying to think of something to call him other than 'kitty' - it's most obvious that he's a him! The last kitty that decided to temporarily adopt us ended up being called Baldric for the duration of his stay.
This guy needed something a bit more 'regal' - I tried Caesar & got told off. Perhaps Samson - in commiseration for Bizkit whom they wouldn't let me call Delilah??
It was taken out of my hands - the maille man has decided until we find where he belongs - his name is 'Bro'.
G.R.E.A.T - now we have Bizkit & Bro .......
Actually he's rather too large, elegant & well mannered to be 'cute' - darn shame I'll have to find out if there is someone looking for him in the morning....if I remember ;o)
I'd noticed this cat lurking today & heard him a couple of times earlier - he has rather an exotic 'meow' - one that I'm sure results from some pedigree breeding somewhere, which seems to be backed up by the narrow shape of his head.
Anyway tonight I let him in. He was obviously hungry & Bizkit had just asked to go out the back door - so there was no risk of confrontation from she who must have control...of her humans, her house, her territory....her everything!
He's obviously well loved by someone & it looks that until recently he had a collar on. He chowed down some dry food & then made hmself completely at home.
The maille man of course made noises that I could not keep him .....Bizkit made similar noises when she discovered him, only hers resembled someone speaking in tongue.
These noises started while I was trying to think of something to call him other than 'kitty' - it's most obvious that he's a him! The last kitty that decided to temporarily adopt us ended up being called Baldric for the duration of his stay.
This guy needed something a bit more 'regal' - I tried Caesar & got told off. Perhaps Samson - in commiseration for Bizkit whom they wouldn't let me call Delilah??
It was taken out of my hands - the maille man has decided until we find where he belongs - his name is 'Bro'.
G.R.E.A.T - now we have Bizkit & Bro .......
Actually he's rather too large, elegant & well mannered to be 'cute' - darn shame I'll have to find out if there is someone looking for him in the morning....if I remember ;o)
