Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Day 160: Halley … Hollywood Material


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Day 160: Halley … Hollywood Material

The other day I mentioned that I suspected that Greyson was part cat, part squirrel. Now he’s not the only one could have mixed parents.

Take Halley for instance … she could be related to polar bears because that cat loves anything cold. First thing in the morning she wants to go out on the balcony. If I think it’s too cold and refuse to open the door, she looks at me with pleading eyes and emits a meow that would melt a stone heart. If that doesn’t work, she throws a tantrum and scratches the door with all her might. Eventually, I can’t take her scratching anymore and give in.

During the day, she ignores warm cushy places and rather sleeps in the tub or the sink where it’s cool. And give her half a chance and she jumps in the fridge.


Halley is a bit of a diva though. While she was a kitten she was sweet and calm, but lately, she’s developed a personality that demands attention.
People often wonder what cats do while they’re away from home. I know what Halley does … she watched TV, more specifically old black and white movies. In case you have any doubt, l found her in the sink today and she struck one pose after another.








Can you imagine Halley at the Oscars? And the winner is...


She is, by all means, a bossy cat though. While she plays with Greyson, a nine months old kitten, she often chases after Charlotte and Holly, aged 15 years and 5 years respectively. Neither of them likes that. Then just when I think they are sworn enemies, I find them curled up together in the airing cupboard.


Halley’s true friend though is Dieter. Where he goes, she goes. It starts in the morning when he takes his shower, she goes with him in the bathroom and sits on the toilet waiting for him to finish. I haven't actually seen that, but that's what he tells me.

When he comes home she sits by the door to greet him and from there on they're like two peas in a pot. If he goes to the bathroom, no matter where Halley is, she comes charging through the room in a manner of … WAIT FOR ME! GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!
On the rare occasion that she doesn’t see him go to the bathroom, all he has to do is call “Halley, are you coming?” and she comes flying from wherever she’s been.


Halley is a wonderful cat, but then judging by her expression as a kitten, we could have expected that she was going to be a handful.


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