Ahhhh the life of the Ginger Cat. Often regarded as the more fool hardy and independent of moggies the Ginger Cat does of course, seemingly more than most run across neighbours garden fences, rough house with fellow beasts of the backyards and sing in the evening chorus...All these opportunities are great and I would assume my own little fluffies would be jealous..However there is a big BUT!...What life does the Ginger Cat really want?
Walking to an appointment this morning I crossed the path of who I shall call "Ponder Puss". Looking somewhat forlorn, he gazes out of the first flat window. We catch each other’s eyes ever so briefly. I begin to think…. “What does he dream of?” Are his dreams of the day when in December he won’t be forced outdoors..a moment when the over preened Persian from the house behind takes a romantic view on their friendship? Does “Ponder Puss” want not only to have the freedom he is associated with, but the lapcat nature of indoor cats…
Walking to an appointment this morning I crossed the path of who I shall call "Ponder Puss". Looking somewhat forlorn, he gazes out of the first flat window. We catch each other’s eyes ever so briefly. I begin to think…. “What does he dream of?” Are his dreams of the day when in December he won’t be forced outdoors..a moment when the over preened Persian from the house behind takes a romantic view on their friendship? Does “Ponder Puss” want not only to have the freedom he is associated with, but the lapcat nature of indoor cats…
Whatever “Ponder Puss” is thinking about I'm sure it's about something soulful...meaningful...and not at all what we'd think!
