Tonight I cooked a chicken casserole.
Comfort food
Jewish penicillin
I ate massive bowls of it in front of the fire
Watching Australia on tv
The Baz Luhrmann epic from 2008
A sob fest
Weaver appeared
Sitting on the stairs looking at me eating with hateful eyes.
Her gentle sister was sat on the trendy blue couch with the Welsh
Legs tucked under her chest, her eyes closed in happy company.
I pulled a piece of chicken from my bowl and waved it at Weaver
She cocked her head with attitude.
Like the alien did to Sigourney Weaver
“ Come on you little bitch “ I called
“ I’ve got chicken “
Weaver chunnered gently, her teeth chattered
I ignored her
Weaver circled the room knocking Christmas cards off the bookcase with attitude.
It took her 20 minutes for her to finally appear at my feet
I ignored her
To be fair she had the final chutzpah to tap my knee five times with a sheathed paw
So hoping for a bonding moment I held up a large piece of chicken from my empty bowl.
She took it as if she was doing me a favour and walked to the centre of the room rug to eat every bit , her eyes never leaving the dogs who had woken up by the mini drama but who collectively were too fearful to start something.
I picked up another piece of chicken and held it up hopefully…and
Weaver walked off to the kitchen
And I could hear her peeing on the door mat before she smashed herself through the cat flap
She even did that with attitude
Weaver's no slut or pushover. You have your work cut out with that one. She knows she comes from royalty!
ReplyDeleteOh, she's got some real cattitude! Living life on her own terms. One day she'll mellow, perhaps... xx
ReplyDeleteYou are late tonight …I’ve already had two martinis
ReplyDeleteLee x
Lee I’ve had one big one
DeleteKeith
Xx
I had wine ...
DeleteHugs!
Three now
DeleteLee
You are indefatigable in attempting to get a relationship going with that cat. I admire your tenacity. I love animals but would want to lock the door on her!
ReplyDeleteNina
I will be giving up,fairly soon
DeleteNo one would blame you, that's for sure.
DeleteSo sorry that Weaver is determined to be a difficult cat, nothing like her wonderful namesake at all. She reminds me of our kitten who steadfastly peed where she wanted to so we had to relinquish her despite the fact she loved me so. Not, of course, enough that she would pee where she should.
ReplyDeleteWishing you well in making the best of the situation or relinquishing her.
Hugs!
I know cats are independent, but Weaver goes way beyond independent.
ReplyDeleteoh, that Weaver. She is one bad ass cat! I had a cat like her once named Penelope...no amount of TLC, chicken, beef, liver or gentle words would get her to warm into my household...she disappeared one day mysteriously....and much to my dismay....I was not saddened by that. I do hope Weaver will turn over a kinder leaf.....but time will tell!
ReplyDeleteSusan M/ Calif.
Weaver is a cat. Need I say more?
ReplyDeleteWeaver is a demon! The peeing inside is something "up with which I would not put" ... Best wishes for a better 2026 John. You, no actually, we all deserve it!
ReplyDeleteOh oh, I fear Weaver is a psychopath.........
ReplyDeleteI feel compelled to advocate on Weaver's behalf. Have you had her checked out by a vet recently? Sometimes cats who pee/poop outside their litter boxes have urinary infections or other health issues that need treatment.
ReplyDeleteSo true.
DeleteYou are much more patient than I am. Unless she was sick, if my cat peed inside, it would not be good for her. To be honest I don't know what I'd do but I wouldn't want to keep her.
ReplyDeleteA lovely piece of writing. It’s as if we were there As for Weaver I wonder if/when you give up on her if she will then in time decide to court you.
ReplyDeleteHappy new years john. Lizzy d
Put more litter boxes in the house. At least one upstairs and one downstairs. Cats are fastidious about their litter boxes. Use unscented litter. Cats hate scented litter. If you need something for odor, use a little baking soda mixed in with the litter. Galestorm (an owner of many cats in the past and one present)
ReplyDeleteThat's one scary look on her face.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like Weaver may be more suited to life as a farm cat, where she can go mousing in barns and live mostly outdoors. Know any farmers who want a cat?
ReplyDeleteI'm wondering if she needs to be an "only child"...? I'm not a cat person, but that certainly can be true with dogs. At any rate, we all know you'll make the right decision when the time comes.
ReplyDeleteYou love a challenge.
ReplyDeleteYesterday I gave the Foxes the last of the Turkey. In gratitude they left a nice big poo on the outdoor mat.
ReplyDeleteShe certainly lets you know....
ReplyDeleteShe’s a =&$#ing nightmare. Maybe she could clear the area of badgers with her attitude.
ReplyDeleteweavinfool
If Weaver were human, she would have been diagnosed as neurodivergent!
ReplyDeleteI have a very neurotic rescue cat. I don't want him, but I couldn't abandon him. So...there's Freddie. You have Weaver. That cat is pathological. I know that it sounds inhumane, but I could not bear having an animal that pees and shits wherever.
ReplyDeleteDoes she cuddle up with Bun?
ReplyDeleteI love Weaver. I have a black cat named Ruth who is pretty much disdainful of everyone around her. And I think she's wonderful.
ReplyDeleteDo you think a local zoo might like to take her off your hands???
ReplyDeleteLove all the suggestions. All the very best to you and yours today and for the year ahead. Jxx
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