CATNESS CONFESSION

Grandson Michael (right with cat) and his friends want to take Catness back to college.

Most of you will remember when Catness was born.  We had a naming contest and from all the suggested names my granddaughter Hope chose Cube's suggestion. Anyway, as soon as Catness was able to be on her own, she disappeared, as my cat's often do.  

A new kitten was born on our place and it looked so much like Catness, I named it Catness II.  All was well on the home front and the family that had adjusted to Catness  being gone, accepted the replacement.  

One of our cat loving neighbors visited us and when he left, lo and behold, Catness was back.  She must have been living at their home and hitched a ride in his truck.  We rejoiced in her return...at first.  She returned a horrible and needy young cat.  Her mother David was not even very happy to see her.  Catness had been spoiled by the neighbor's granddaughter and expected the same from me and from Slim. 

Granddaughter Hope renamed the second kitten Cuteness.  Isn't that clever?  Anyway, back to the prodigal cat.

Catness was forever at the door and attempting to enter the house.  Definitely not allowed.   She would circle the house at night, crying loudly to come inside. She would appear out of nowhere at my feet when I walked around the property and try to trip me.  She climbed me like a tree when it was meal time and left scratch marks all over me.  Plus she would jump in the middle of the pan while I was carrying it and spill the food all over the barn floor. While Slim usually enjoyed the attention and playtime with cats, even she became annoyed by the forever pestering of Catness.  

When my grandson and his friends visited and wanted to take Catness back to school with them, I really wanted to let them have her, but they would have to hide her and could get in trouble for having a pet so I had to say no.

This past Thursday the neighbors drove over to bring me a light for my hen house.  We visited for a bit and when they got ready to leave, Catness hopped into their van.  They started to shoo her out but I insisted they take her back with them, so they did.  I know their granddaughter will be thrilled to see her and  if she misses us too much she can come in the morning with our cat Boomer who was born here a few years ago and moved to the neighbors but shows up for breakfast almost daily.


Okay, okay, truth be told, Slim and I both miss the little pest.