One Day Last Summer .... !

Woke this morning to a cat free house!

The torrential rain had stopped at last – three days and nights of unrelenting precipitation had turned the house-bound inmates stir crazy to say the least.

They had made fast forays outdoors to ‘do the necessary’ – and returned bedraggled and furious with me (of course, everyone knows that I have total control over both the indoor and outdoor environmental settings) voicing their displeasure in no uncertain terms and demanding more comfort food – which they proceeded to refuse with disdained looks – finally stomping back upstairs.

Their damp days have been spent in various ways -

  • trying to avoid me rushing round with pink towels furiously mopping at the bits
    that they can’t reach to dry
  • half-hearted play sessions with each other and catnip mittens – usually resulting
    in minor squabbles and migrations to different rooms in the house.
  • miserable munching of cat biscuits on the landing – when they would rather be
    outside chasing the poor defenseless creatures that they usually torment.
  • steaming up the bedroom windows whilst starring endlessly outside at the
    Postie, rabbits, birds, hens and ducks and all other creatures lacking in the
    intelligence to stay in the dry
  • and of course, their favourite pastime in all weathers, Sleeping …… Zzz!

As we went out to open the hen/duck house with Tigger (our elderly black cocker spaniel – still resplendent in his pillar-box red fleecy dog coat – wearing due to having a haircut last weekend, remember – when it was SO hot – he has shivered constantly since then, even with the coat – and given me looks that could break your heart! – boy, do I feel bad?) – the cats lazily surfaced from their various locations.

Mimi and Bibby from under the garden hedge – hopeful that the birds would swoop down for bread and breakfast while they watched!

We pick up Felix (Flix for short) and Fleur from the Perfume Garden – dragging themselves away from the catnip border.

Outside the hen house – the brood come bounding out, Bobby and the girls, Charlie and Honey the runner ducks first – and yes, it has been lovely weather for them! Followed by the motley crew, feathers still droopy from the downpour, their spirits obviously lifted by the warm sunny day ahead, that and their breakfast of home-made bread (bread maker, not me really, but sounds good) and left overs from yesterday that Tigger and the felines decline to dine on.

Joined now by Angel and Gracie – who have been bunny watching from under the trees at the front of the house – we make our way round to open up the polytunnel, inspecting the new fruit trees we planted recently on the way – pleased to see that the rain has done them good along with the rest of the plants in the garden.

We don’t walk far up the back field this morning – the grass is long and much too wet still for that – so back indoors and it’s feeding time – and we are joined by ‘the boy himself’, Jasper -who was in his ‘pit’ (cat bed at the very furthest point possible under the stairs, well out of reach of man, woman or fellow beast!) all the time. He stretches, yawns and demands, “what’s for breakfast?”

After lunch, it’s wonderfully warm and sunny – Bella appears from her nest (her bed outside in the back of the old steam roller living van) and requests her food in the absence the others as usual.

We walk with Tigger down ‘the cutting’ (our area of woodland populated with the whole cast of Watership Down along with their family and friends!) to the stream and along the footpath and back. The air is scented with elderflowers and resplendent with birdsong – we walk leisurely back up the bank watching the little dog chase rabbits back down their burrows.

Evening now and it’s raining again – oh joy! The thundercloud that has been sitting over us for the last couple of hours has decided to do it’s thing! As I write I can here the cat-flap open and close in quick succession – the cats are returning, their spell outdoors curtailed, yet again – and we all know who’s to blame, don’t we !!!!

One Day Last Summer .... !

Angela Harburn

Bishop Auckland, United Kingdom

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I wrote this one day last July . As it’s been so cold ,wet and windy today – I thought revisiting it would revive memories of warmer days to come!

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