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McCavity meets the cavity
OK, so where was he? I knew he'd used the litter tray this morning, and he'd
eaten something, but he was gone. There was no way he'd left the house, absolutely no way, every door and window had been shut tight all night. Ade and I spent half an hour looking for him, then we had to go to work. We opened all the doors around the house, so that he could get to his food and litter tray, and left. I got home four hours later. He was still AWOL. I searched everywhere. Finally, something made me lift the sofa, there's a three inch gap between the front of the sofa and the carpet.. He shot out, and made a dash for his food bowl. I left him to it, and, a busy afternoon beckoning, set to work. Half an hour later I went downstairs to make a cuppa. He'd disappeared again. I looked under the sofa again, but he wasn't there. Baffled, I went to the Post Office to post the press releases for the next Cats Protection fundraising event, and the posters for it, to our volunteer who distributes them. (I also made a quick visit into town to buy the new Haven album .... ). When I got home, he was still missing. Again, I lifted the sofa, but he wasn't there. When Ade came home, we searched again, this time with the aid of a penlight to shine around inaccessible areas. Eventually we spotted a movement INSIDE the sofa. He was hiding in the padded arm of the sofa, and was unbudgeable. We put some music on (that Haven album, btw, is brilliant), turned the fire on, and settled down. Within half an hour, he stuck his head out from under the sofa, and consented to be coaxed out all the way. It was like throwing a switch! From 'hiding in cavities McCavity' he became 'love me, stroke me, throw toys for me, tickle my tummy' McCavity. At least we know now how he got his name, for most of today he has truly been 'The Invisible Cat'. |
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On Mon, 29 Mar 2004 23:26:50 +0100, "Jeanette"
wrote: OK, so where was he? I knew he'd used the litter tray this morning, and he'd eaten something, but he was gone. There was no way he'd left the house, absolutely no way, every door and window had been shut tight all night. Ade and I spent half an hour looking for him, then we had to go to work. We opened all the doors around the house, so that he could get to his food and litter tray, and left. I got home four hours later. He was still AWOL. I searched everywhere. Finally, something made me lift the sofa, there's a three inch gap between the front of the sofa and the carpet.. He shot out, and made a dash for his food bowl. I left him to it, and, a busy afternoon beckoning, set to work. Half an hour later I went downstairs to make a cuppa. He'd disappeared again. I looked under the sofa again, but he wasn't there. Baffled, I went to the Post Office to post the press releases for the next Cats Protection fundraising event, and the posters for it, to our volunteer who distributes them. (I also made a quick visit into town to buy the new Haven album .... ). When I got home, he was still missing. Again, I lifted the sofa, but he wasn't there. When Ade came home, we searched again, this time with the aid of a penlight to shine around inaccessible areas. Eventually we spotted a movement INSIDE the sofa. He was hiding in the padded arm of the sofa, and was unbudgeable. We put some music on (that Haven album, btw, is brilliant), turned the fire on, and settled down. Within half an hour, he stuck his head out from under the sofa, and consented to be coaxed out all the way. It was like throwing a switch! From 'hiding in cavities McCavity' he became 'love me, stroke me, throw toys for me, tickle my tummy' McCavity. At least we know now how he got his name, for most of today he has truly been 'The Invisible Cat'. It sounds like he may have been frightened by something. Thunder will make TuTu hide. |
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Hash: SHA1 On Mon, 29 Mar 2004 23:26:50 +0100, "Jeanette" wrote: When Ade came home, we searched again, this time with the aid of a penlight to shine around inaccessible areas. Eventually we spotted a movement INSIDE the sofa. He was hiding in the padded arm of the sofa, and was unbudgeable. We put some music on (that Haven album, btw, is brilliant), turned the fire on, and settled down. Within half an hour, he stuck his head out from under the sofa, and consented to be coaxed out all the way. It was like throwing a switch! From 'hiding in cavities McCavity' he became 'love me, stroke me, throw toys for me, tickle my tummy' McCavity. At least we know now how he got his name, for most of today he has truly been 'The Invisible Cat'. When I first got Katie (RB) and Cinders, in early June of last year, Cinders was afraid of me. Fortunately, that fear is now gone. During that time, she was amazingly skilled at finding hiding places. On one occasion, I was walking through the kitchen and heard a noise from overhead. Cinders had managed to make it all the way up to the top of the kitchen cabinets, over 8 feet off of the ground, and was blinking down at me owlishly. She had apparently progressed from the floor to the stove, from the stove to the refrigerator, and from the refrigerator to the cabinets. Since then, she has either not had the urge to go mountain-climbing, or has done it only when I was at work. -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- Version: PGPfreeware 7.0.3 for non-commercial use http://www.pgp.com iQA/AwUBQGjDqTMYPge5L34aEQIKSQCgy/KGLXvXO6w6oNowIMJ20sgG2qIAn36b sRUy/RW+Q/4Qqcdk2p8E1uhT =F6/Q -----END PGP SIGNATURE----- -- John F. Eldredge -- PGP key available from http://pgp.mit.edu "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria |
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McCavity sounds so sweet. That's why my pal in the "no-pets" condo never
worries when an unexpected knock comes on her door.....all 3 large Himmies propel themselves INTO her two leather sofas, and I don't mean on the floor beneath. They remain there until the company leaves. "John F. Eldredge" wrote in message ... : -----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- : Hash: SHA1 : : On Mon, 29 Mar 2004 23:26:50 +0100, "Jeanette" : wrote: : : When Ade came home, we searched again, this time with the aid of a : penlight to shine around inaccessible areas. Eventually we spotted a : movement INSIDE the sofa. He was hiding in the padded arm of the : sofa, and was unbudgeable. : : We put some music on (that Haven album, btw, is brilliant), turned : the fire on, and settled down. Within half an hour, he stuck his : head out from under the sofa, and consented to be coaxed out all the : way. It was like throwing a switch! From 'hiding in cavities : McCavity' he became 'love me, stroke me, throw toys for me, tickle : my tummy' McCavity. : : At least we know now how he got his name, for most of today he has : truly been 'The Invisible Cat'. : : When I first got Katie (RB) and Cinders, in early June of last year, : Cinders was afraid of me. Fortunately, that fear is now gone. : During that time, she was amazingly skilled at finding hiding places. : On one occasion, I was walking through the kitchen and heard a noise : from overhead. Cinders had managed to make it all the way up to the : top of the kitchen cabinets, over 8 feet off of the ground, and was : blinking down at me owlishly. She had apparently progressed from the : floor to the stove, from the stove to the refrigerator, and from the : refrigerator to the cabinets. Since then, she has either not had the : urge to go mountain-climbing, or has done it only when I was at work. : : -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- : Version: PGPfreeware 7.0.3 for non-commercial use http://www.pgp.com : : iQA/AwUBQGjDqTMYPge5L34aEQIKSQCgy/KGLXvXO6w6oNowIMJ20sgG2qIAn36b : sRUy/RW+Q/4Qqcdk2p8E1uhT : =F6/Q : -----END PGP SIGNATURE----- : : -- : John F. Eldredge -- : PGP key available from http://pgp.mit.edu : "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better : than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria : |
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badwilson wrote in message ... That reminds me of the day we got Vino. See the story called "The Day we got Vino" on David Stevenson's cat page: http://www.blakjak.demon.co.uk/stx_wls0.htm -- Britta Sandpaper kisses, a cuddle and a purr. I have an alarm clock that's covered in fur! Check out pictures of Vino at: http://photos.yahoo.com/badwilson click on the Vino album Cute! I had a foster kitten who got under the sofa once (Madeleine), but she just sat in the lining. McCavity was actually in a tiny space between the frame and the padding. |
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"Jeanette" wrote When Ade came home, we searched again, this time with the aid of a penlight to shine around inaccessible areas. Eventually we spotted a movement INSIDE the sofa. He was hiding in the padded arm of the sofa, and was unbudgeable. We put some music on (that Haven album, btw, is brilliant), turned the fire on, and settled down. Within half an hour, he stuck his head out from under the sofa, and consented to be coaxed out all the way. It was like throwing a switch! From 'hiding in cavities McCavity' he became 'love me, stroke me, throw toys for me, tickle my tummy' McCavity. Aww, poor McCavity. Purrs for him to stay in the second mode from now on. -- Marina, Frank and Nikki Email marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/frankiennikki |
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On Tue, 30 Mar 2004 09:07:18 +0100, "Jeanette"
yodeled: badwilson wrote in message ... That reminds me of the day we got Vino. See the story called "The Day we got Vino" on David Stevenson's cat page: http://www.blakjak.demon.co.uk/stx_wls0.htm -- Britta Sandpaper kisses, a cuddle and a purr. I have an alarm clock that's covered in fur! Check out pictures of Vino at: http://photos.yahoo.com/badwilson click on the Vino album Cute! I had a foster kitten who got under the sofa once (Madeleine), but she just sat in the lining. McCavity was actually in a tiny space between the frame and the padding. My mom had a kitten who would actually get into a mattress spring and curl up inside it. Theresa alt.tv.frasier FAQ: http://www.im-listening.net/FAQ/ Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful. (Aldous Huxley) |
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