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For a long time we had two cats.  They were brother and sister and lived to a good age.  One of them, Mr. Blue, had a penchant for rabbits but eventually the rabbits got their revenge because as he got older he could no longer stomach them and towards the end it cost a small fortune in vet bills.  It proved so expensive we decided that after these two go we wouldn’t be getting any more.

 

Not so long ago the last one, Fluff paid her last visit to the vets and we thought        ‘ Well that’s that!’ No sooner had Renee got back from the vets when a cat Gus Puss arrived in the garden and over the next few days managed to wheedle himself into the house for food. We had several tins of cat food left over from feeding our cats so we had plenty.  I suppose he must have had lots of other houses he visited because he never finished a whole tin and when they had all gone we finished up buying lots of small tins for him. For the past few months he has been coming round every day.  He has his own chair and spends most of his time sleeping.  He’s ever so cute.  The nice thing is it’s like having a cat without the vet bills!

 

This morning he was sleeping on his seat when Renee went to work and we didn’t want to disturb him so we let him stay in after all he’s no trouble.  Recently I have bought Sky Television.  For long time I had refused to get it because I didn’t want to give money to that power hungry, union bashing, megalomaniac Rupert Murdoch.  You might guess from my description of him that I’m not one of his greatest fans but after being deprived of my £30 per month the last 20 years he hasn’t gone bust yet.  So after due consideration I thought to myself I’m being a little silly especially with me spending all my time indoors. 

 

I like to watch cricket.  I think it is because it is played at a leisurely pace.  If football is on I have trouble focusing on where the ball is.  When a goal is scored I usually have to wait until the action replay to find out what went on. 

 

At the moment I am writing this there is a cricket match being played between England and South Africa. A carer comes to give me food at dinner time and when she arrived it was nearly lunchtime in the cricket match so I asked her to leave a sandwich on the table in the dining room. 

 

When lunchtime arrived I thought I would wheel myself in to the dining room quickly eat the sandwich and get back again before play restarted so I began to wheel myself into the other room.  When I got to the dining room I found Gus lying in the doorway.  I don’t wear shoes indoors so when I tried to wheel through the first thing that came in contact with Gus was my stocking feet which he started to scratch vigorously. This proved quite painful and annoying.  So there I was stuck outside the dining room able to see my sandwich but unable to eat it and all the time the re-start of play was getting closer.

 

I had a telephone on my knee and started to prod him with it to try to get him out of the way but he thought it was a game and started to give my toes more scratches.  I must admit I began to get impatient and because of that a little careless.  I overstretched and the chair tilted forwards. I then started to slide forward until I was perched on the edge. When you are teetering on the brink there comes a point when you know you have gone beyond the point of no return. I had reached that point and saw the floor quickly coming closer.  Luckily I broke my fall with my head and my only injury was carpet burns to my right cheekbone!

 

So there I was with my nose to the ground.  Gus being the inquisitive type came over to about 2 feet from my head and for a while we looked at each other.  I said to him ‘ I don’t know why you are so concerned you are the reason I am in this position’.  He just gave me a blank look.

 

Carpet burns

 

 

I knew from past experience that there’s no point in me trying to get up because all I do is exhaust myself and eventually finish up having to press the alarm button so I decided rather than do that to press the button right away.  The lady at the other end said ‘Are you all right Mr. Gee’ and I said ‘ I’m on the floor and think you’d better get the paramedics’.  I then attempted to make myself comfortable.  It was the longest time I have ever spent in the close proximity of Gus Puss and remember thinking he’s a very handsome cat. He’s about one-year-old and has a look of a young Mr. Blue.  He was born about the same time as Mr.  Blue died as well. Spooky!

   

 

 

 

My reverie was disturbed when the paramedics arrived.  I told them what had happened and they laughed.  They took my blood pressure and put some stingy stuff on my cheekbone.  Before they left they wrote something on a form ‘ Fell over while trying to shoo off cat’.  I suppose that was a pretty accurate description of what had happened.

 

England got walloped!

 

 

July 22, 2008 |


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    trysh    , Crafting July 22, 2008 9:49 am   

    How funny! You quite meant that literally - the falling part!
    Cats are an odd sort - but somehow they manage to weasel
    into your life.
    Did you ever get to eat that sandwich?

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    sjoukes    , Women July 22, 2008 10:48 am   

    once a cat man, always a cat man lol..as they like to play with dangley things..better keep your socks on lol


  3. tom July 22, 2008 10:49 am   

    That is too funny! I think that cat has your number. Just wanted some attention and got it in spades.

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    SylvieDolley    , Real Estate July 24, 2008 9:27 am   

    I totally understand about the cat thing. I still miss my cat, Arturo. His last vet visit was last Dec 13. It still is hard, but its nice to know that God has more wonderful companions in my future and yours as well! BTW I am as well as others, wondering if you ever did get to eat the sandwich?! Have an Awesome day!

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    Maureen    , Painting/Drawing July 27, 2008 8:01 am   

    Ah ha! Sorry to laugh, but it was funny (only because you weren’t badly hurt).

    And here I thought the story would end with the cat eating your sandwich whilst you were engrossed in the game…

    Hope you’ll keep those toes protected from now on!

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