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Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Snowy Gone Not Gone


Meet my mate Snowy. Now Snowy is a cat that has a lot of problems and a lot of them are imagined. I know I shouldn't speak ill of others but she tends to always think the worst and expect the worst.

I was out the other day and I met Snowy on the path. that was unusual in itself as Snowy is more of a house cat and doesn't venture out very often. She tends to get confused very easily.

"Where you off to Snowy?"

She looked around and very conspiratorially said "I'm off to see a trick cyclist"

Now that sounded quite interesting so I asked if I could come along with her. I like these dare devil stunt cats and often thought I could have been one if I hadn't started life where I did. Snowy looked a bit startled by that and thought about it.

"I can hold your paw if you get scared" I ventured.

Snowy nodded an agreement and off we went. We got to this house and knocked on the cat flap and were ushered inside by a very prim and proper feline. I thought it a bit odd that there were no other audience members in the room and then this aging cat came in. He's never going to ride a bike up the wall I thought and he sat down an started talking to Snowy.

He asked some rather personal questions and I could see she was about to cry so I moved in to reassure her; then it dawned on me. he wasn't a trick cyclist he was a psychiatrist - she'd got it wrong again!

"Well" she was saying "when all the snow was about and everything was white I felt quite happy then I woke up one morning and it had all gone just like that. Now I'm scare that I will wake up one morning and I will be gone just like the snow."

The psychiatrist was reassuring - that was supposed to be my role - and said that wasn't going t happen but said she was suffering from SAD.

Now Snowy is never the liveliest cat in the street but to call her sad is a bit OTT. Then I heard him say it was a Seasonal Affective Disorder and she should go home and lay in bright light. Now Snowy is a white cat and cannot lay in the sun because she gets sunstroke very easily. I went to explain that to the doctor cat but he said time was up and left the room. The flash female cat came back and ushered us to the cat flap.

I think some cats have strange problems. Glad I'm OK

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