But with no excuse of not being fed this time. KFC polished off her tea
and
then ate Boyfriend's as well. He was out, but I was expecting him back
any
minute however he didn't get the chance of it as his bowl had been
polished.
So imagine my surprise as I set off to walk three houses down to the left
for my monthly dinner with the neighbours to see the neighbour two houses
away in their front garden with Kitty. In front of her was a bowl of dog
food and a bowl of milk which she was tucking in to.
Now I know these particular neighbours quite well - unlike the others she
went to who were two houses to the right, if you see what I mean. They
have
lived here for at least ten years, will have seen Kitty around in her
younger days a lot and we socialise with bbqs in the summer, they are
aware
of my two cats in other words. Jean & Andy.
Jean said "is this your cat? We heard she went missing the other day and
you got her back. We were going to come and ask you, oh, and btw, she's
just vomited and had a bit of diarrhoea"
I'm afraid I lost it a bit. I said "of course she's vomited, she just had
two meals not an hour ago, she is lactose intolerant and her stomach is
getting overloaded by well meaning neighbours which will give her the
runs.."
And bless your bottom dollar if they didn't say they were thinking of
taking
her in.
I took her back to the house and shut her in. No evening sunbatheing
available for Kitty. She will have to stay in all day tomorrow too while
I
am work, the last sunny day we will have for a while apparently. Boyfriend
will have to stay out if he is out, or in if he is in.
When I get home from work tomorrow I'll fence the small gap between gate
and
side fence left by the nice developers which allowed her to slip out the
front, and rig up some netting across the garden which will prevent her
from
going further down to get to the r h neighbours. This will confine her to
an outside area of around 35 - 25 feet with patio, a flower bed and some
drooping shrub roses should she wish to be in the shade.
I'm beginning to wonder if she is getting confused. She is looking at the
back door now thinking she might like to go out and it's 11.40 pm.
It's all a bit worrying.
Tweed
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