Changing seasons

I think this time of year is my favourite, as the weather changes the leaves come down off the trees for me to play with. I m glad though that I can still climb the trees without their leaves on as if be very sad if I couldn’t climb trees. I’m so good at climbing that I’ve earned the status of master tree climber, I got a certificate and everything!

The leaves 🍁 from the trees make lots of crinkly, rustling noises when me and mummy walk through them, each crinkle must be pounced on as it could be something coming to attack me and mummy. Pounce – one leafy deadded, pounce – two leafy deadded, another one and another one – all deadded…there’s sooo many to get – mummy we could be here a while!

Then when I’ve pounced on everything and checked everywhere to make sure there aren’t any more sneaking up on us it’s time to head in. It’s starting to get cold whilst we’re on walkies so mummy likes to get back home and put lots of water in a big tub and sit in it 🛀 ! She calls it a bath but it can’t be as from what I can tell she doesn’t even lick herself, she uses this strange stuff that smells funny and makes foamy bubbles. I like it when mummy does this as I sit with her and keep her company. I sit on the side of the bath and listen to all the watery noises, sometimes I try and catch the things making the noises (it turns out that it’s mummy’s toes!) and if my paws get wet I shake them to help mummy get wet and help her wash better.

Mummy doesn’t lick herself dry like I do, she uses a big soft fluffy towel. Whilst she’s in the water I get mummy’s towel ready for her by reaching up and pulling it down from the rail, I then sit on it to warm it up for her. To be honest I like the snuggly warm feeling of curling up on it, I like it so much that I used to pull mummy’s towel down and snuggle in it even when she wasn’t having a bath! I did this so often mummy gave me my own towel that I can pull down and snuggle whenever I want to.

Then after mummy has finished in the tub she gets out wraps herself in my warmed towel, I normally try to climb up the towel for a snuggly cuddle but mummy says I’m too big to climb her now so she sits on the toilet seat and I snuggle on her lap instead for a little bit. Whilst I’m there I help her dry by licking her, it also makes her smell more like me and less soapy. Then mummy says she can’t sit there all night even though she loves to cuddle with me so she scoops me up with the towel and takes me through to the bedroom where she puts me down gently towel and all. I can then curl up and drift off to sleep 💤. When daddy showers he also puts out his towel on the bed for us to snuggle on.

As the nights get colder my weekday walkies with mummy get shorter, she says that we can’t walk in the gardens when it’s dark, she jokes that it makes no difference to me if it’s day or night but it does to mummy and she says she doesn’t want to fall down any of the fox 🦊 holes. She also doesn’t want me to meet any of the foxes as they might not realise I’m a friendly cat and hurt me. Instead we go for walkies on the paved roadway where some people park their cars and where the delivery vans go. This isn’t as nice as there isn’t any grass to walk on but there are still planters, bushes and things to explore. I can sniff all of the cars that are parked, some of them must have been to interesting places as they smell of different things. There are also trees to climb so I can still do all my favourite things, there are lights so mummy can see so she and I are both safe. When it’s cold and wet I don’t need to be outside for too long as I still get plenty of fresh air and I don’t want my paws to get too cold but I still red to make sure mummy gets her exercise 😸.

I can go into the warm and carry on playing with daddy as well, plus I can still go out onto the balcony to listen to the night time noises, the wind rustling the bushes and the hedges, the creatures that come out at night, I can hear them all and use my imagination to carry on chasing and hunting them for as long as I want.

I like be this time of year.