Sunday, January 22, 2012

Sunday Selections

Every Sunday, River, one of my favourite bloggers, posts up some photos she's not used or blogged about before, and links back to the originator of this meme, Kim from Frog Ponds Rock.

It was 8am yesterday morning, and time to take Milly for her long walk.  We were about to exit the pristine Marble, Wood Grain and Terracotta Tile Shrine to the 1970s, otherwise known as the foyer. This is kept spotlessly clean by the Fratman and is the reason why I had my Wellington boots and a towel in a plastic bag to put on the second we landed on the mat outside.  It is to remain clean enough to eat off at all times (not that such a thing is permitted, of course)

But hey ..... wait a second ...... peering through the doors leading to the neighbouring building was a sad little figure.


I'd seen her before, usually sunning herself outside in the planter boxes and always ignored by Milly because of the siren scent of squirrels in the air.  This may surprise you, but I've always had a soft spot for cats as well as dogs; it's just that I've been worn down over the years by living and loving people who are allergic to the critters and have (rightful) concerns about their bird-killing abilities.

Our little resident cutie, however, was doing neither of those things.  She was starting straight at me and miaowing pitifully.

"Oh you poor little thing; did you follow your owner downstairs and get locked in the foyer?"

Conveying this sort of empty sympathy was more difficult than it reads because both of my hands were full.  One with the mud-repellent equipment I was officially required to put on, and the other with a now very, very stimulated and determined orange dog.

She yanked herself free and smacked into the opposite door, paws slipping and sliding like a blind beginner out ice skating.

"MILLY! NOOOOOO!" 



So much for respecting the 'No discernible noise to be made my residents before 8am' rule. The echo of my admonishment thundered against all the shiny surfaces and back again, making my ears ring.

Milly surprised me by being bright enough to nudge the door that she knew was the one that opened. She was going to get that cat somehow.

She then didn't surprise me by ending up with slightly squashed face and leaving a damp and smeared impression of Disappointed Dog on the glass.


It was a good thing I had my towel with me and gave it a quick wipe down before dragging Milly outside.

She's been sniffing for the cat at those doors ever since.

15 comments:

Kay said...

That last shot is a classic!!!!!!

Dianne said...

I'm a cat lover Kath .....poor little cat locked in that sparkling clean foyer.hope you and Millie enjoyed your walk.....I'm sure it was a lot cooler than here.

"Adelaide and Beyond"

diane b said...

Great series of shots..dog meets cat. I hope Fratman doesn't detect a smear.

The Elephant's Child said...

Whilst laughing I don't know who I feel sorriest for. And that last shot was a true classic. All our windows have cat snout smears on them.

The Plastic Mancunian said...

Bonjour Kath,

My post made you cry - yours made me laugh.

Something unfair in that (sorry again).

I love the final picture of the cat. That's a classic!

You needed to wipe a smear away - I need to wipe tea from my monitor.

:0)

Cheers

PM

Pandora Behr said...

Fabulous photos. Bless Milly - just doing what any self respecting dog would do. Like PM, having a good giggle.

Pandx

Kath Lockett said...

I know, Kay - I was so lucky to have my mobile phone with me.

An hour or so later, I popped down without Milly and the cat was in the main foyer, with automatic doors that lead outside. She was quite happy for Millyless-me to pick her up and put her back in the safer, locked up bit.

G'day Dianne - a balmy 6C today compared to -7C on Wed!

E-Child, our living room windows have snout snears all over them and so do the bottoms of every door which thankfully I only notice when the light is at the right angle.

Thanks PlasMan. Milly keeps looking over at the doors each time we go for a walk, hoping to find her furry 'friend'. Or should that be 'fiend'??

Thanks to you also, Pandora. She's a lovely little thing too.

Cat J B said...

Great series of photos, they tell the story all on their own. Poor Milly, giggling over here too.



WV 'dograte'

redcap said...

Awww! Poor little putty!

Louise said...

I did wonder how you had the presence of mind to have your camera with you. I never think of using my phone in situations like that! Well done.

Vanessa said...

Go Milly I say. Not fond of cats so I barrack for the dogs.

Kath Lockett said...

Milly has a pretty lovely life, CatJB, so missing out on getting close to a lonely puddy tat is the the least of her worries. :)

Redcap, I said the same thing when I saw her, too. "Awwwww...."

Thanks Louise. I had the digital camera in my pocket in the hopes of taking some close ups of the squirrels that Milly often finds up the trees for us. It always seems to happen when I don't have the mobile or camera with me and now that I do, the little blighters have disappeared.

I think Milly's interest in Cats over Squirrels has been reignited, Vanessa. Although what she'd ever do should she ever catch one is impossible to guess....

River said...

Poor kitty! Poor Milly too, getting a face smack by a door. I hope kitty has learned a lesson not to follow her owner downstairs again.
Great photos, Kath.

Kath Lockett said...

Thanks River. Milly survived smacking her snout into the door OK. Any pain was forgotten the second she was outside and found a squirrel.

Have Myelin? said...

Love it! =)