Ok, definitely my last post on this subject - folks can be bored to death I would imagine
Well we have this pedigree cat that we acquired for a minimal price (by pure chance). British Shorthair . She is like the Staffy Bull of the cat world. Short legs, stocky body.
I have mentioned that she has settled in now - now she can tear around the house, upstairs and down at a speed that I have never seen before in a cat. We have always had a cat, but never as quick as this one!
To digress. Years ago, a took a black and white kitten from a Polish fellow. To call the cats he would say "Che Che Che". We say " Puss Puss Puss". The Spanish say "Wanny Wanny Wanny". So I named my black and white kitten " Che Che".
Che Che was amazing. Those hair things that women use to put their hair into a pontytail, we tied a couple together - it was the "bobble". Che Che would chase the bobble and bring it back. More than that, we could say to her "Where is your bobble?" - she would find it and bring it to us to throw, for her to chase.
More than that - Che Che had a little soft toy dog. A Snoopy dog. I lived on my own back then. When I went to bed, Che Che followed me, and slept on the end of my bed, she always brought the Snoopy dog with her. When I went downstairs in the morning, Che Che followed me (with her dog).
Now whilst Lilah isn't quite bringing the bobbles back yet, she is carrying around with her a soft toy.
So many people reckon that cats just love us for warmth and food - they are wrong.