Cat in the City

What's the best thing about country living? The great outdoors. Yes! Brings out the explorer in me. But I wasn't always a country cat. I was born a city kitty so spending a couple of weeks in the Big Smoke away from Mum wasn't as traumatic as visiting the vet (shivers!). At least I was with some faces that are becoming more familiar to me.

There I was nosing around the "outdoors" of my unfamiliar surroundings when two huge pigeons emerged out of nowhere! I nearly jumped out of my fur. I watched. I waited. And watched again. One day....


I am curious about e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. Found these new toys calling out to me. I can't help it. I get into everything. So deal with it.

This is my bed. These are my cuddly toys. What? Oh, ok you can sleep here too. But don't touch my toys.


What's the best thing about city living? Never a dull day. I'm exhausted from auditioning for Ninja Cat. But I yearn for the great outdoors. Outdoors in the city is so different from outdoors in the country.  My minders do not let me go beyond the pigeons. So I just observe. 

So many boxes. With people. City folks like boxes too.