Mewster: Master of Humans

I realised the other day that I 'introduced' Mewster back in March but hadn't actually written any further posts about the furry little loon cat, so lets remedy that here.

Who owns who?

It is safe to say that Mewster owns us and not the other way round.  When we first got her she was a quiet little rescue cat, we could barely get a peep out of her but over the years she has found her voice and uses it to manipulate us daily.

She has comic timing and knows when she is being spoken about, she will meep or meow at just the right time in a conversation and has a range of cat sounds to indicate what she wishes us to provide for her (usually food).

Cuteness is a tool of manipulation

Her thing at the moment it to dig around in the ashes of our neighbours BBQs for meaty scraps, she then comes home and walks over the sofa or any light coloured surface.  You can see that she has white paws so struggles to hide the evidence of her misdemeanour's but will then give you a little kiss on the arm or nuzzle up against you and of course all is forgiven.

She has learnt simple tricks like giving high fives, and on command jumping on your shoulder to become parrot cat.  She patrols the garden and house, strutting back in proudly when she has chased a neighbour cat off our patch and has protected her humans from this terrible invasion.

Master of derp

She isn't all sleek cat though, she is a clumsy little thing, when you're sat in the living room and she is running about upstairs it sounds like you have a rouge pony jumping around up there.  She can be super creepy as well, you'll get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, switch the light on and she'll be sat in the sink watching you.  She stares at Sam for ten minutes or so at a time never pulling her gaze away, thank goodness she doesn't do it to me because it looks like she is reading his thoughts which are most likely 'why is that damn cat staring at me?'.

So that's Mewster, we wouldn't be without her.  When I was on holiday I missed her little face a lot, when she became super clingy on my return I was not so secretly pleased that she had missed me as much as I had missed her.

Introducing... Mewster

Hello all, I briefly introduced Mewster in my first post but I wanted to go into a bit more detail because this crazy cat is just an awesome part of our lives (my husband and I).

First things first, and this maybe anthropomorphising Mew here but she seems to have comic timing, she'll wait until a pause in the conversation to squeak at us seemingly answering questions we put to her, she'll stick her head out through the curtains during emotive and dramatic moments in a film we're watching with a frankly vacant look on her face.

She gets stuck in things, all the time.  We've had to unhook her from the top of the back garden fence - somehow from somewhere she had found a pompom with a loop hanging out she stuck her head through the loop and was wearing it like a necklace but it got caught on some ivy growing on the fence.  I have had to detach her from the casing of the boiler, she got her paw stuck in the toaster (don't worry we don't leave it plugged in!), she jumped down the back of a cabinet the gap between the wall and the cabinet was too narrow for her to move so we had to pull her out by her back legs, she will climb underneath the fitted sheet on the bed but not be able to find her way out.  She was perhaps a jester or clown in another life?

She is a right ol' lazy bones (like most cats to be fair).  Seeking out the best sunspots or underfloor hot pipes and generally making me jealous of her sweet lifestyle.  

She endures mummy cuddles with minimum fuss, she sometimes leaves her tongue poking out when she is finished having a wash and lets you poke it back in for her.  She has learnt how to do high fives, not just when Sam and I encourage her to do so either, strangers can get some sweet high five action from Mew.  She does a good job of guarding her territory sometimes a bit too well, she'll jump up onto the extension roof that links our house with the neighbours and sit at their bathroom window...observing... creepy.

All in all?  She's a pretty awesome little beast to share your life with, if you continue reading this little blog chances are you're going to hear a lot more about her.