Cats, as we all know, are curious by nature. Poppy has been dying to know what was behind the hall door for ages. So on Friday we allowed her to go upstairs (under supervision of course!). She had a great time looking in the bathroom and our bedroom. As she entered our room, she stopped, arched her back and gave an almighty hiss. We tried to work out what had spooked her, but nothing was immediately obvious – then it clicked – she’d seen herself in the mirrored door of the wardrobe! We tried to reassure her that it wasn’t another cat in her house but she wasn’t buying that one. So we took her back downstairs, hoping she would forget about it.
Saturday saw Poppy worrying to go upstairs and take on the other cat. She just wouldn’t leave it, so much so that it became a sport trying to get through the door without her coming too.
We spent Sunday working in the (much neglected) garden, with the cats watching us through the window. We came in and were quite pleased that Poppy had seemed to forgotten about the “cat upstairs”.
Not long after we discovered that Poppy was missing. The door to the garden was closed so we knew she wasn’t outside. A frantic search of the downstairs followed and still no Poppy could be found. We checked upstairs, still no Poppy. Where could she be? Now, Poppy loves her food (I mean, really loves her food) and normally a quick shake of the cat biscuit box will bring her running. So we shook the biscuit box – still no Poppy. By this time I was convinced that she had got outside and was lost. DS, however continued his search upstairs and finally found her on the top floor landing, just sitting there without a care in the world whilst we’re dashing about frantically looking for her – I wonder if cats can laugh as the joke was certainly on us!
Poppy is not concerned about going upstairs today – I bet she’s seen that other cat off!!
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