Astray

Mew

Mew

On the way home from work Hatty heard a rustling in the bushes…

Mew Mew

Mew Mew

…this seems to be the week for rescuing things on the way to and from work.

 

Mew mew mew mew

Mew mew mew mew

The resident Quimper Hitty kittys will give the new one lessons on how to behave like a proper Cattus domesticus.

Mew mew mew mew mew

Mew mew mew mew mew

..first one makes noise until food appears…

Purr

Purr

…then one finds a suitable spot for sleeping,  such as a lap…

Purr purr

Purr purr

…or a patch of sun

z-z-z-z

z-z-z-z

…or a lap in a patch of sun…

Purr purr purr

Purr purr purr

…the Quimper Hittys think purring cats are very good for the soul!

 

 

 

7 thoughts on “Astray

  1. “Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.” Anatole France
    From my viewpoint the QH’s represent the best part of our souls.

    • The Quimper Hittys certainly agree with Anatole France (and for some reason are reminded of a children’s book about Anatole the mouse who lives near Paris, and bicycles to work every as a cheese connoisseur).

  2. What a thrilling week Hatty is having! Such treasures! She is a very lucky little Hitty, and perhaps she should be known as ‘Finder Hatty’ from now on. The population of Hitty Kitties is certainly burgeoning in the Quimper Cupboard- how lovely to have a thrumming of purrs to soothe all who have the heart to hear 🙂

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