Pussy Fight
Keegan has been getting a little bolder, particularly after the weekend, and has been exploring the garden. Not going very far - and certainly hasn’t ventured out there alone, if she thinks I am not watching she comes hairing back in.
This morning I had to go to Tescos to get some essentials. When I came back, I opened the back door because she was asking for it to be opened. She was sniffing at the edge of the grass as I went upstairs to take my shoes off.
Suddenly there was an almighty clatter. Followed by an unearthly howl.
I rush downstairs, to find my little kitten all fluffed out, tail like a foxes brush, sideways on to the door.
At the door is the black and white boy from next door, not even the least bit ruffled by Keegan’s show of agression, all he wants to do is play. I stand there, and talk to Keegan.
“Look, he just want to play, look he’s friendly.”
“Yeeee-ooooowwwww-llllllllllllllllllllll”
So I shut the back door, as Keegan runs off up the stairs - half way, still all puffed up to show me how brave she was. I stroked her, to calm her a little and back she came downstairs.
Next door’s boy is still sat at the back door, and with the door shut, Keegan swaggers up to it, growling, showing just how hard she is.
She get’s bored, and heads off upstairs to bed.
Five minutes later I look out the back door, and there is black and white boy, crouched in the grass, as if to pounce.
And along comes fluffy black cat, my new best friend. Black and white pounces, fluffy just looks at him disdainfully.
Then roles are reversed, and fluffy half chases black and white.
It was so cute. just wish Keegan had played nicely.
Can’t wait to get the new kittens. It’s going to be fun!