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Thursday, May 12, 2011

Pussy Cats and Bunnies

The resident cat at my sister’s home at Hastings was not at all impressed when Muffy arrived with us for the weekend.  We kept Muffy safely contained in the caravan for the most part, but even a caravan cat needs a breath of fresh air sometimes.  Muffy enjoyed rolling on the nice warm concrete and Lily hunkered down and hissed and growled at the interloper.  There was no chance of Muffy running away in fright at this display of bad manners as she had her harness on and the attached lead was safely in my hand.  Lily peeped around the doorway while trying to stare Muffy down.
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The Lily got braver and moved out in front of the bike, still staring intently at our cat.
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Both of them finally moved onto the deck and the staring game went on.  I was a little concerned that Lily might rush at Muffy and bite her, so I kept the lead short so that I could pull her back to safety.  Luckily, this didn’t happen.  Lily and Muffy kept up the focused staring at each other.  In all honestly we can’t blame Lily for feeling this way.  It is her home after all, and we are the ones who brought the strange cat on her property.  We have seen our Muffy chase away a few strange cats from our backyard, mind you, she waits until we are outside watching to get a bit of moral support, I think.
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The resident bunnies were rather laid back and not at all concerned by these goings on.  Muffy didn’t want to go and say hello to them, and by the look of it, the bunnies were all much bigger than her.  They were happy to come to the front of their cage to greet me and accept some breakfast nibbles through the wire mesh.
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After all this excitement Muffy was tuckered out on the trip back home and snuggled up on my lap for a quiet snooze.  We attached her lead through the back seat belt and just give her just enough length to move comfortably around, but short enough to prevent her being flung through the front window in case we stop suddenly.  When we arrived home, she couldn’t wait to jump up on our bed and sleep, no doubt dreaming of ginger cats and large bunnies.

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