It’s a stray cat, they live by different rules. I have been away for too long to read them. Over here neighbourhood cats range from almost indistinguishable from domestic house cat (dumped by owners), to basically feral.
reminiscing...
There used to be lots of nice ones near my mum’s place, one would jump onto your lap if you got friendly and it loved a good flank-thumping, and there was a lovable orange one who always waited for me when I came home and demanded to be let in and would go crazy for my sandals and chill out inside on its own cushion, sometimes for hours, once even overnight without a pee break (my mum is normally adamant about not letting cats in but she had to relent). When I was a kid at our old place we had this trio of black cats outside the apartment compound who were always reliable for lifting your mood after a shit day at school, one would keep flopping itself on my feet to stop me from leaving.
But I think over covid all the nice ones got adopted and now even the cattos near my mum’s place are all rather mean (even to the people who feed them).
I think bitey cat from yesterday used to be more feral but got a little more pally with humans… up to a point. Different rules. Raw cat. Heck the person I was visiting who was cuddling the cat had his own battle scars from getting to know his furry friend.
It’s a stray cat, they live by different rules. I have been away for too long to read them. Over here neighbourhood cats range from almost indistinguishable from domestic house cat (dumped by owners), to basically feral.
reminiscing...
There used to be lots of nice ones near my mum’s place, one would jump onto your lap if you got friendly and it loved a good flank-thumping, and there was a lovable orange one who always waited for me when I came home and demanded to be let in and would go crazy for my sandals and chill out inside on its own cushion, sometimes for hours, once even overnight without a pee break (my mum is normally adamant about not letting cats in but she had to relent). When I was a kid at our old place we had this trio of black cats outside the apartment compound who were always reliable for lifting your mood after a shit day at school, one would keep flopping itself on my feet to stop me from leaving.
But I think over covid all the nice ones got adopted and now even the cattos near my mum’s place are all rather mean (even to the people who feed them).
I think bitey cat from yesterday used to be more feral but got a little more pally with humans… up to a point. Different rules. Raw cat. Heck the person I was visiting who was cuddling the cat had his own battle scars from getting to know his furry friend.