Last Friday night we had another “Caramel-sighting”. Caramel is the ginger tiger that -in theory- lives with us, he belongs to a friend who could no longer keep him after moving, but chose to take up residence elsewhere in the neighbourhood because a.) he was scared sh*tless of Critter and b.) Zorro kicked him out. Critter being no longer amongst the living he still has to deal with Zorro and that is murder really. We understand. But we don’t like it. We want our furry babies at home with us, snuggled close and purring.
He’s looking good, in fact outdoor life seems to agree with him wholeheartedly. For a cat who grew up on a flat and never saw sunshine until he entered the Garden of Chaos, he’s positively thriving. And we think other people are feeding him because he’s still his old fat self. But he won’t come when I call him, playing the coy shy one. I wonder what he would do now if I were to pick him up and take him home. Unfortunately I’m all too well aware of what Zorro would do… 😦
Anyway, here’s to fond memories and sun-burned tummies…
Must… have… more… tummies… at LisaViolet’s Dairy of course.