Kitteh Power
Many years ago, i was home from school, but due to extreme phone abuse i was currently not the lucky recipient of a key for the front door. So there i am sat, on the doorstep awaiting the return of a suitable keyholder. It wasn't raining and the view was nice, when out of the corner of my eye i spot a familiar kitteh. It usually wandered past about this time and I would repay its brief company with a bit of a scratch and a fuss. On this day however it stayed at the bottom of the path and wouldnt come any nearer, despite my reassuring whistles and scratching hand gestures.

It would walk round by the bottom house, then peek back round the wall and meow a bit, then watch me, walk away again, come back.....This went on for a good 10 minutes when i decided to walk tound and see what was happening. As i approached the cat was purring and i put my hand down to clap it, when it batted my hand with its claws, not painfully, but a strike none the less. It then ran to the top of some stairs that led to a path to more houses. At the top of the stairs were 2 large Rhodendrum bushes, big enough to play inside and the both had 'gang hut' style specifIcations.

It definitely had my attention now and it moved towards one the bushes, looking back to make sure i was following. Right round the side to where the rudimentary entrance was. By the time i got round there was the kitteh sitting beside a PILE of boxed board games, all looking almost brand new. It was purring and allowed me to stroke it without any violence.

I couldn't believe it. It was like Christmas come early. Amongst the haul was a brand new Electronic Battleships, i was on a high and firmly believed that the friendly kitteh had stumbled upon on these and for some reason wanted to bring them to my attention. it was well weird

Although telling my parents that a cat had led me to this treasure trove was a little bit more difficult.
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Mon 10 Nov 2008, 10:37, Reply)