CAN WE KEEP IT?

Please can we keep it, please?  It’s just sooooo cute! 

Sweet dreams little puss

Short of cat napping, my attempt to adopt one of the neighbourhood kitties is like Putin trying to take back the Ukraine, fraught with tension and rapidly going nowhere.  My all-out assault tactics are based on the notion that with enough love, attention and free grub, the kitty will refuse to leave.  But as we all know, cats tend to adopt you rather than the other way round and it seems that we’re just another staging post in its daily feeding circuit round Charminster rather than prospective new parents.

And how could anyone turn it away?  I mean just look at it.  It’s cuter than cute – with lovely green eyes and a sweet little white chin which it loves being tickled.  It’s a friendly little puss, quite happy to spend hours in our garden passing time chasing flies or snoozing on the decking. 

How much is that kitty in the window?

Chasing flies is very tiring

We’re now getting a breakfast visit too.  When the other half leaves at 6.30 am each morning, puss is sat on the doorstep just waiting to be invited in for a bowl of milk, some tasty Go Cat or a few Dreamy treats.  Greeting us with a meow, it trots straight down to the kitchen tail up in the air like it owns the place.  It’s training us well, there’s already a growing supply of cat food building up on the worktop.

Wow, there's a fat pigeon ....

 Naturally, a lovely little moggy like this one is bound to have a local home somewhere since it doesn’t look scraggly enough to be living wild.  For now, I will enjoy being its surrogate ‘mother’ as at least I have all the advantages of time-share cat ownership without the expensive vet bills or litter tray cleaning.  

Staking out my claim of the lawn