My crazy cat stands at the back door. Every time I go outside, she makes this funny noise. It half of a meow...I swear, it's the funniest thing ever!
Doug caught her in an animal trap. It was late in the year and I awoke to her the most primal screams coming from the living room. I knew as soon as I heard them....yep, he caught my cat! She hide under the bed after that for over a week.
I love my cat....don't get me wrong when I tell you that she annoys the piss out of me. Every time I sit down to write, she jumps up on the arm of my chair and proceeds to head butt me, making this rackety purring, broken, half meow.
Of course when I want her to come around...she can't be bothered with me. I can whistle, wiggle my fingers, wave the cat toy that has feathers, whatever, she just gives me that infamous go to hell look. Let me get busy on my laptop, deep in thought though, and she wants to play. Faking work doesn't fool her either!
My husband finds this hilarious and always reminds me every time that I fuss about it, that I brought her home. Yep, I sure did. I brought him home too, and I still bitch about him!