Friday 18 March 2016

A Small Unillustrated* Vignette of Family Life

* for reasons that will become clear

Today I was doing some housework, not my favourite job but it has to be done.  
So there I was, sweeping the floor - tiles + longish hair + a cat = dust and detritus = sweeping.
While I'd been cleaning the Nu had been hanging around and staring at me, which normally means she needs to be either fed or walked out in the garden to show me where feline intruders have desecrated her territory.
Today however, she swept into the bathroom, sniffed the shower, stepped into it and........
.......had a wee!
Now I didn't mind this; it's logical for a cat; she knows what we do in there and the shower has a floor similar to her litter tray (it was outside being aired!)
No! What got me was when she stepped out of the shower looked at me and went 'pfffff' and walked downstairs, 30 seconds later I heard the cat flap clatter as she went outside.

Honestly, Maggie Smith in Downton Abbey couldn't have been more dismissive of domestic servants who weren't up to scratch.

We exist to serve.

5 comments:

  1. We do, we do. And I have my cat's permission to make this comment.

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  2. I cannot see Daisy doing that any time soon, although she hates going outside SO much in bad weather that maybe I ought to try and tran her to pee in the shower too:-}

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  3. I think I read somewhere that dogs have owners while cats have servants...lol. Tiger is now learning he has servants too and loves it.:-)

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  4. Cats! they make sure we know our place. Millie once hopped up onto the bathroom basin and delicately wee-ed in the plug hole while I watched her. I was rather amused at the time, but made sure the bathroom door was kept closed after that!

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