Do you have a pet? Describe your house from the perspective of your pet.
I have a number of problems responding to this prompt – 32 to be precise. To arrive at that number I had to run a census on the current dog, cat and fish population of Baskerville Manor (my rather grand title for the family homestead where I presently serve as chief bottle-washer to my ever-growing pet population).
Pets of the furry variety have each got their own blog which can be found listed under “Welcome to Baskerville Manor” on my menu. My sanity is grateful that I have drawn the line at blogging for furries and have not progressed to individual sites for the residents of my 6 aquariums and 4 nano tanks. Even with that limitation, it was quite hard to decide who of my fab fuzzy five should feature as my guest fur-blogger.
Anyhow, because he’s one of the latest arrivals, and he hasn’t had much opportunity lately to keep his own blog up to date, I’ve nominated Little Jet-Black to describe my glorified kennel. He’s only a little guy, so be nice to him…
I moved into my new home last with my brother Mr Kit-Kat last October. The move came as quite a surprise to me, especially when I found that there were three HUGE dogs in residence already. The week we moved in there was another one staying there while his guardians were on holiday. It was pretty daunting, let me tell you.
The first night we stayed in a place called “attic” which was away from The Dogz, and that suited me very well. There were all sorts of interesting things to check, and even better, there were mice to hunt down. This place was supposed to be our home base so the human left lots of toys and plants that we like to make us feel at home.
In attic there are all sorts of strange-looking things that the human refers to as gym equipment. They are just brilliant for climbing, swinging and jumping. There are boxes to hide in and wicker crates to perch on. They do pretty well as scratching posts too.
However, we are cats, so the very next night, when everybody else was asleep, we snuck around the house to see what we could see. There were several different rooms to check. We especially like that if we go into the cupboard in the utility room, we can sneak through a hole at the back and come out under the stairs – it’s really convenient.
During our explorations, we found a place that we prefer to “attic” – it’s called “guest room”. There is a king-size bed and an ensuite bathroom, and a commanding view of the street outside, so we appropriated it. The human took it quite well, and even erected a thing called “baby gate” so we could have some privacy from The Dogz.
In the hallways there are sparkly things that tinkle hanging from the ceilings – I learned they are called “wind-chimes” – I’m going to figure out some way to catch one of them, I swear.
According to the human, for our own safety, we get room service instead of dining in the kitchen with the wuff-waff, which is quite nice. In the evenings, when the human comes home from work, we each have a shelf on either side of the fireplace where we can relax and give the feline finger to our canine housemates. For our entertainment, she had pre-installed these glass box things full of water with bright coloured creatures that dart around inside them. This gives us hours of fascinated contemplation, and we often get so hypnotised by these things that we have to take a snooze on top of them.
Out back there is a large garden that is pretty much a big soggy jungle at the moment. There are lots of shrubs and trees, and sheds and green-houses we can explore, although the human doesn’t want us to go into the shed where something called “robins” nest, so that door is mostly closed. But spring is coming, and that lawn mower is going to have to come out sooner or later. We can wait. In the mean time, we play Angry Birds to keep sharp.
At night it is getting a little boring as the mice seem to have left, I have no idea why, we were having such fun with them. Now we are working on how to open up those glass boxes to get those coloured things. So far no success, but the human can’t watch us 24-7, and we are very enterprising felines.
We are clearly VIPs here – two of The Dogz give us the utmost respect and every time the third one tries to chase us, the human tells her off. The human also provides rides on her shoulder to help us avoid the recalcitrant canine – as if we need help to outwit a mutt!.
All in all, I’m glad we moved in. I’ll have to sign off now because Mr Kit-Kat has just beaten my Angry Birds high score – can’t let him away with that.
Thrilled to be reblogged by the lovely MR in ALL creatures are beautiful
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