Just me and the Cat again. The weather has turned a bit chilly again and I’ve been holed up inside a little more than usual. 3 months ago I would have been writing about how warm it is. Jaded once again. The only notable thing that happened today was a possible cat fight, literally.
The Cat and I were in the kitchen with the door open to the garden. We had been outside earlier, I was letting her explore, but I have to watch her when she’s out there. There are other cats, big cats, and magpies, that would be happy to have a new plaything. At one point, I heard the Cat make a new sounds, different than her usual happy ones. When I looked, there was a large cat less than 2 feet away, seconds from pouncing. I grabbed the kitten, who was in full on arched back, hair sticking up, hissing mode, and slammed the door. The cat outside was unfazed and came and sat at the window, with tis faced pressed against the glass, searching for its missed opportunity. The kitten was as close to me as she could get. The outside cat was freaking me out, the way it just sat there, searching, so I can only imagine what the kitten was thinking.
The rest of the day went quickly and I prepared for my trip tomorrow. The weather in Stockholm is supposed to be nicer than it is in Paris but I packed a coat just in case it turns. It is Sweden after all.
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