The visit occurred while we were enjoying a morning coffee out in the back garden. We had been counting our blessings, enjoying our garden, when all of a sudden this large black ball of soft fluff brushed my leg and made me jump. The cat proved friendly, having rubbed itself around the legs of the chairs, it jumped up onto my lap for some love. I admit I was surprised and pleased, having felt a little wary as to this cat's personality, having had some nasty experiences in the past with a cat that bit without provocation. I was delighted that puss settled happily on my lap and it seemed to be thoroughly enjoying me stroking it, contented purring ensued.
We provided some milk in a saucer and wondered where the cat lived.
This instigated several visits to us, which I thoroughly enjoyed as I am a cat lover and was pondering whether to go to the local pound and find one to live with us. If this friendly puss was going to be a regular visitor to our property then I would enjoy its company without the responsibility of owning one of my own, and this cat's personality was delightful, indeed, just what I would look for in a cat of my own.
Over time we witnessed this cat visiting other houses in our street and realized that it probably played us all cadging titbits when and where it could.
One morning on the way to work I saw the cat emerging from a nearby storm water drain, looking somewhat disheveled, its fur covered with cobwebs, pieces of grass and other bric a brac from its subterranean adventure.
I christened the cat Miss Fluff, as I was so impressed with her gentleness and the softness of her fur. She had seasons of visiting us, like all cats, happy to do her own thing on her own terms.
She would turn up at the back door and sit patiently waiting for one of us to deliver a saucer of milk, having lapped her fill she would have a quick wash and leave.
On a couple of occasions Miss fluff has arrived with wounds to her rump, clearly she has had her share of night time encounters with other felines in the area.
Some months after Miss Fluff's initial visit to us,I happened to meet our neighbour from two doors down and discovered that Miss Fluff belonged to her. It was a male called Cosmo! I told her what had been happening and that I thought it was a female, she laughed.
A young child lives at Miss Fluff's home and I think that sometimes little people might agitate her, and so she escapes to our place for some peace, when she has the need.
Miss Fluff, for so she shall remain to me, visited yesterday and I managed to take her photo, she looked so regal purchased on the deck railing.
Isn't she something?
Simply Susan
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