I have had a bit of a bad time lately with getting into trouble for scratching the new settee. It's not my fault really. the cloth is so good to dig your claws into that when you pull away it exercises my legs better than any walk. I told Seb about it and he thinks he is going to take up this new exercise. Exercise was something Seb never used to like to think about but this is relatively easy except when the two legs see you doing it.
Anyway I digress. Yesterday I was having a tour of the upper storey when I chanced on the bathroom and checking to see if there was any water in the bath I got distracted. You see the two legs leaves cups of water all over the house. This stems from something their previous cats apparently told them. They said that cats do not like to eat and drink from the same place. Now this is of course an old cat's tale but it has served us well as I get to drink out of the kitchen tap, Max has his cup in the bath - he tends to spill things so the bath was the ideal place for him - and Seb has a bowl near the fire by his bed - that way he doesn't have to walk too far.
Well I looked in the bath and got a fright. There was this unholy din coming from the toilet cistern. I jumped up on to the toilet seat for a closer inspection. of course as soon as I did up comes two legs.
"No Casper no more jumping out the window please you go back downstairs. Good boy"
I tell you there's no way these two legs are on the same wavelength as us felines.
Well today they went out and I went back and listened and the noise started again. I was about to nudge the cistern top off when they came back and he was upstairs to change.
"What you sitting there for Casper? You got a dirt box downstairs."
How silly. I know where my dirt boxes are. She followed and seemed to understand a bit more. "There's a bee in here" she said with gravity.
He disappeared to get shoes and protective clothing. After much shushing and listening and stepping forwards and back the cistern lid was removed and he announced there was a dead bee in the cistern. Now I am clever enough to know that dead bees don't hum so where was the hummer. As he went to lift the cistern lid back out popped the other bee and flew towards and straight out of the window.
They put the lid back and returned everything to normal.
He then came after me and told me how clever I was alerting them to this intruder and how he had been searching for his mate who had drowned.
I was just disappointed I didn't get to hear that buzzing noise any more it was kind of soothing.
Oh well at least I am in the good books.
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