Monday, February 13, 2012
We Callously Abandon Our Cats
While we were away, our neighbours Lillian and Umi looked in on the cats twice a day. In addition, the lady who comes to clean also came for one morning and one afternoon. Despite this, the cats clearly felt neglected.
I got an SMS on the 3rd day to say that Target had disappeared. About 5 minutes later and after several heart attacks, I was informed that Target had turned up. I'm convinced the little beggar (and I may be a vowel or two out when I say that) deliberately staged a panic scenario.
We had a long flight and had a taxi driver from hell on the way home so when we finally dropped through the door at 130AM it was nice to be greeted with enthusiasm.
Guido dived over to see us purring and shouting MEOW! MEOW!
Target came tumbling down the stairs, threw himself into my arms, and purred loudly. From the way his fur was standing up on his head, he'd been fast asleep.
Au was ensconced in my office chair and deep in sleep, but when I looked in on him, he woke up and demanded I carry him downstairs. The meow he gave "his" survunt De Male was something to hear.
The next morning the cats inspected our case, the new shirts T-man bought, and decided that we have to be prevented from escaping again. They're following us about 24/7and covering the laundry with fur so that all the other cats we may meet know we're also in service.
I'm quite pleased: this is one trip where we are not punished with the Tayul of Displeashure when we return!