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Saturday, October 23, 2004

My Pussy knows best

Years ago I had 2 kittens both from the same litter, they were lovely, the big black boy (BBB) was an absolute slut, he would parade around the streets of London where we lived and be adored by everyone that recognised him, his sister, who was a tortoise shell beautiful delicate girl (TS) was a one woman cat, she would happily except the food given to her by my flat mates (if they got home before me) but she wouldn't allow anyone else to stroke her.

They wandered around the communal areas of the flat and at night slept in a basket in my room, my big boy would sleep with my flatmate if I wasn't home but would always run up the stairs if he heard me stumbling in late at night (often tripping me up if I were a little worse for wear) but my delicate flower would always sleep in the basket and wait for me.
Then I started seeing a guy called Adam, he wasn't a huge fan of cats so asked if they could sleep outside the bedroom when he was there, that was fine, I understood, he didn't perform well under scrutiny anyway!
We were together for about 18 months, spending probably 2 or 3 nights a week at my place and a couple at his. Then we broke up (on valentines day - but that's a whole other story).
After about a month we were out at the same event and ended up getting together for "one last goodbye", yes I was a tad drunk at the time, he came home with me and the cats were put out the room, as always.

The next morning I opened the bedroom door (wondering how I was going to tactfully get rid of my now unwanted guest) and in ran both cats, my BBB stood at the end of the bed and yowled at Adam - not at me who was going to the kitchen to feed them and TS jumped up on to the bed, on top of the semi sleepy Adam and peed on him!!!

Neither of them had ever ever peed on my bed before so I just stood there and laughed, Adam however didn't find it very funny. He jumped out of bed and got into the shower and left very quickly. Well that sorted that out.

After that I always trusted my pussy's instincts when it came to men in my life.

1 comment:

Mia said...

Always trust your pussys instincts! :)