Little BeAnne has found her appetite – mostly due to me feeding her home-cooked roast chicken from a spoon (don’t judge me – I am desparate and perfectly aware of how low I have sunk but needs must).
However, I do have a secret weapon – The Monster!
He doesn’t take prisoners and is mostly used as my last resort.
He always appears for food! It is a very important part of his life.
It seems Monster has settled in well to our Shetland life.
He likes to follow us everywhere, trying out new skills – like balancing on the fence.
Not being a small cat (other folk have small, petite, light-framed little felines – I don’t), Monster struggles with his tightrope act.
Whatever it takes really. He swayed to and fro trying to regain his dignity and composure.
And eventually he heaved his large self back up onto the narrow fence.
I will admit that I was laughing.
Despite his every effort, Monster remains very visible.
He is a happy chap.
Today we were sent a large box of lovely things. After unpacking, I gave Monster the box to see if he was a Box Cat.
He happily jumped in, which made me smile as I like a Box Cat.