Please don't do it again - I trod on it.
No love
Blob
At lunchtime, I stepped out on the patio to take the spring air, and heard a small miaow from somewhere. "That sounds like Lilliphant", I said to Pete. We called and called, but no sign, and then there was the noise again. Further investigation found that she had managed to get shut in the shed - she must have nipped in there when I got the fish food out this morning, and I didn't notice when I shut the door.
I'd like to think it'll be a lesson to her, but I bet it won't ...
One of his special voices is that he makes when he catches a slow worm; we have a colony (if that's the word) of these curious legless lizards living in the compost heap.
Iggy loves to remove them from their home, and bat them round the garden, but thankfully as he makes this particular noise when he does it, Pete can hurtle outside and restore the unfortunate creature to its proper home, albeit probably just on a temporary basis.
Iggy's slow worm song is a proper sign of Spring :)
Iggy is the most partial to a snort (and he does snort it!), and will make mournful rowling noises until his habit is fed. However, we didn't realise just how bad his addiction is.
Last night, while we were watching the television, he started playing up - wandering behind the television, and other places in the living room, and chewing cables. Now, he was a cable chewer when he was a kitten, but I haven't seen him do it for literally years. Clearly he was in a temper, and so was I when I saw him sink his teeth into my Macbook mains lead, so he got a slap.
Eventually, it dawned on me what was the matter, so I rummaged about in the newly organised kitchen drawers, and found a sort of catnip teabag style thing, with some ancient and stale catnip dust in it. I scattered it on the floor, and he fell upon it with cries of relief and ecstasy.
We did try to acquire new supplies on Saturday, but our local pet stores didn't have anything, so I looked on eBay, and bought 200g for £9. Now 200g may not sound a lot to you, but it is a huge amount of catnip - came in a bag about 10"x8", stuffed to the gills. And thankfully it arrived this morning - quantities of the demon drug were scattered round the study, Iggy snorted then had to go and sleep it off, and Lilith and Liessa both attempted to eat the cardboard that had surrounded the package.
I had no idea that a cat could get addicted to catnip, but clearly Iggy has ...
Who would he vote for? 
