There's just nothing sadder looking than a wet cat, is there? Our front courtyard is surrounded by a high fence, and when we arrived home we found the dopey things huddled together on top of the fence, getting drenched by rain, instead of nice and dry in the cozy sheltered area under the roof.
We gave the cats a good rub with a towel before they fussily groomed themselves back into their usual state of beauty, and I thought that getting caught in the rain might dissuade them from going outside for a while, but nope - they were begging to go back out the very next day. Silly boys!
*A side note to any Aussies worried about our boys killing little native animals: they're terrible hunters. Really - TERRIBLE. When they spot something interesting, they get so excited that they twitch wildly and make loud meowing noises. I can guarantee that the only native animals in danger from our cats are the ones that are already dead.







Really. That's the most pathetic sight in the world?
ReplyDelete@Anonymous - of course it is! Hyperbole is the best thing EVER! ;-)
ReplyDeleteAnonymice are always so lovable.
ReplyDeleteI hope your cats bring home a dead wallabee one of these days. Is that how you spell it? Wallabee? Yeah, I hope you come home to a pile of carcasses: wallabee, kangaroo, koala ... kukaburro? That would be funny. [anti-cat people, like anti-dog people, generally sicken me]
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Awww, poor things!
ReplyDeleteDropped in from SITS to say hi. I have 2 black cats too!! Happy Tuesday!
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