This week I dedicate my blog to my daddy or pawpa 🐾 as I like to call him. I don’t normally talk much about him as he just lets me and mummy get on with things but without him my life and our family would be incomplete.
Whenever mummy and I go out for walkies, daddy is the one who chooses which bandana I’m going to wear which strange as mummy says he has no fashion sense at all as all he wears is black! I love daddy choosing what I wear as it means that he’s part of my whole walkies experience, he always tells me how pretty I look in them before I go out. When we come in, he’s always so pleased to see me “did you have a good walkies Jenny, where did you go, what did you see? Did you chase anything or climb any trees? Have you been rolling again?” I rush up to him and and meow to him about everything we did whilst on walkies. He always makes sure that dinner is ready for me when I get in as I’m usually hungry after my adventures. Sometimes he even brings me dinner up onto the ledge of the scratching post so the others can’t interrupt me and try to steal my food we call it ‘dinner in bed’. I feel so spoilt and so lucky when I get this special treatment, it’s something that only daddy and I do.
If I’ve been out for walkies and it’s been raining then daddy’s there ready and waiting for me with a towel so I can get dried off and don’t catch a cold. Even mummy doesn’t get the same treatment!
Daddy thought me how to play the ‘ready, ready game.’ Just in case you don’t know what this is, daddy gets a toy or rolled up ball of paper or foil and stands in the kitchen doorway. I go to the other end of the kitchen, he gently rubs his foot on the floor so I know where to run towards then, when he says “ready, ready Jenny” that’s my cue to run forwards to catch the toys (or daddy’s feet), as I’m running forwards he kicks the toy and I then either have to catch it as I’m running or if he kicks it past me then I have to do a quick turn around with my lightning reflexes and run back to catch it. If he’s too slow then watch out feet here I come! Once I’ve caught it we go again and again, over and over until I’ve worn daddy out! Sometimes I’ll pick it up and take it back to him and sometimes he has to come and get it. It’s funny though as I play this game with both mummy and daddy and they both play slightly differently but I like playing it with daddy best as he invented the game with me. Sometimes we also play kitten in a basket, this was a game daddy invented with my big sister Mia before I was even born and occasionally we play it too, the idea is I jump in the box and daddy gives me a tour of the flat, we say hello to mummy on the way round as well as Peppar, Millie and Angelin. The tour ends back wherever we started and then I in can jump out and pay daddy his tour guide fee of a hand rub, kisses and quick wash
If I have to go to the nasty animal doctor with mummy then when we get home daddy is always there waiting to see me, comfort me and tell me what a brave girl I’ve been. It’s always daddy who says we should have treats and it’s always him who treats us with the special tuna food which is just delicious. We don’t get it very often but it’s always daddy’s special treat for us. He also always saves me some of his human dinner to try, specially something they call bolognaise which I love, he even lets me lick it out of his bowl (only once he’s finished though).
When it’s really hot he puts ice cubes in our water so it stays cold but it makes such fun noises that I can’t help but stick my paws in and play with it, once I’ve finished daddy says “mummy there’s water all over the floor, I don’t know how on earth that happened” “shh Jenny don’t tell mummy, it’s our secret”. Then mummy comes along and cleans it all up for us muttering “I don’t know who could have made all this mess, it couldn’t possibly have been that Jenny”. Phew, our secrets safe daddy.
Just recently I’ve been teaching daddy the damp hands game, I used to just play this with mummy but now they’re both home I can play twice as often so whenever daddy is in the bathroom I run in shouting. He got the hint and said “do you want to play damp hands with me Jenny? You don’t normally want to play this game with me. Ok then let’s give it a go.” Well, daddy plays it very well, differently to mummy but he has bigger hands so there’s a bit less rubbing and a bit more damp! “Aww this is so much fun daddy, we’ll play this much more from now on” I told him.
Daddy always makes sure that we have lots of toys to play with, he even buys lots of things that get sent to our home so we can have lots of our favourite box forts to play in. I love playing in the boxes, no matter what size they are, if I fits I sits, as us cats say. I know that he leaves them around for an extra few days before he gets rid of them, just so we can play in them for longer.
Daddy always says that mummy is my best friend which is true but what he doesn’t realise is that I know all the things he does for me. All these little things just show me he loves me. He never sees me go without anything and always makes sure I have everything I want and need. He puts covers on his speakers even though it doesn’t look as nice and doesn’t use them very often anymore because I like to explore things. As I can’t see I reach up with my paws instead, daddy says paws and speakers don’t mix but instead of getting mad at me when he wants to listen to music he uses something called headphones which he can hear but I can’t explore as they’re on his head! This means we can still be together whilst mummy is making food or doing stuff around the flat. I know this is a big sacrifice for daddy as he loves filling the room with music 🎶 and listening to it for hours to relax on a Friday or Caturday night. I just always wonder where the music comes from and as a cat curiosity always gets the better of me.
I’m sorry daddy if I’m naughty sometimes, I’m just not very good at showing what I want, specially when I’m tired. I know I’m highly strung and get anxious sometimes and thank you for understanding this. I don’t sit on your lap or come for a cuddle (unless there’s a towel) but I do rub your feet with my head whenever I can, give you a loving lick and play with you, these are my ways of showing you that I love you. I know you tell me off when I’m naughty but I know that you’re really just a big softie who spoils us whenever he can.
I love 💕 you daddy
Jenny’s Story 