Baby And The Stranger Cat

A Hiding Baby

Recently, Anna helped me with a big clean up of the kitchen. We moved stuff around and a mirror which had sat on the bench for some time, was shifted to rest against a book case until such time as it finds a new place. 

I hadn't realised that this would make such an impact on one Baby silver mackerel tabby cat.

The camera wasn't even to hand when Baby discovered that there was Another Cat staring at her full faced in aggressive mode from the mirror. Such an insult was not to be tolerated, and brave baby as she is, she launched herself at the offending feline. 

She was alarmed to meet cold glass and immediately investigated behind the mirror in order to deal with the the situation properly.

To her mystification, there were no cats of any description behind the glass. She emerged and again she saw That Cat and again she attacked and again the slippery feline had got away.

I was laughing so much that I was a bit helpless about it all for awhile.

Eventually I found the camera and was in time to catch a picture of a small Baby Cat safely in her hutch hiding from the intruder. 

Update

They are all inside tonight, the sudden dose of snow in the alps meant that they were at back and front doors crying to come into the sheltering warmth of this place.

She, more root canal therapy yesterday and more to come.

Yesterday, I forgot to take my acupuncture needles with me and today I felt so lousy I had to cancel the Counselling Session.

OK, I got up late today after yesterday's dentals. Why have I been dreaming about Brad and Angelina so often? OK, it was a joke when the quiz asked should they adopt more kids, I said, well I'm a grown up kid, they could adopt me if they like.

When I was a small person, I adopted all the thrown out dolls I found. They all had their beds and I attended to them every day, even when they were legless.

I think of this as I clean the trays and feed the little ones.

Tabs has consented to sleep closer to Balanchine tonight. They loved each other so much before the nightmare crap. The vet was inside the pub buying more whiskey tonight.

It's kitten season again. Roscoe says he's prepared to adopt any that come by his way.

If they are young enough to cope with his dogs,