A Cat's Life in NoCal

Daisy has had a hard adjustment with this move. In Maine, she had a palace with many basements to wander through. There was the napping room with a  bed in the sun, her private bathroom which was out-of-the-way so she could do her thing alone, kitty TV with TWO channels – bird feeders in two windows that always had some kind of visitor, many windows to watch the wild life in the neighborhood. Not a bad life. Then she gets thrown into a small carrier and dragged onto a plane and ends up in the Mouse House.  She must feel that she has definitely come down in the world – her bathroom is RIGHT by the back door and easily visible from the kitchen. There is NO basement for her to explore. The kitty TV has only ONE channel (ie. 1 bird feeder) and it is NOT near the window. And there are fewer windows with narrow sills that are difficult to sit on. On the bright side, the windows are open more often and there is a good deal of wild life to observe….. including doves, squirrels and neighborhood cats. One of these, the Grey Cat, comes by each day parading over the deck and making Daisy a bit crazy. I not sure if he/she is feral or has an owner. I thought he/she was no big deal until the other night…… he/she decided to “serenade” Daisy outside our bedroom window…. Now, remember – our bedroom is LESS than 8x10. So the window is almost next to the bed. Daisy was NOT impressed with him/her and started to do the cat-screech-yowl-growl thing back at him/her. I rolled onto my good ear and ignored it all. I’m not sure how Mark coped. But now, when Daisy sees the Grey Cat, she hisses and puffs up and gets very agitated. So we have renamed him/her The EVIL Grey Cat.

Just like us, Daisy has found a way to make the best of the small space she now lives in. She has claimed a comfortable spot full of morning sun that affords her a view out the front window so she can nap or watch for TEGC. Her new perch just happens to be on Mark’s printer (note picture). I finally put her purr pad up there to make her perch more comfy. And when it is cloudy and the pad isn’t quite warm enough, Daisy just steps on a few buttons, makes a few copies and….. Voila!  Her bed is warm again. Mark came home one night to find the printer out of paper as Daisy had asked it to make 58 copies. Must have been a REALLY cold day.