I know I’m all adventure cat and intrepid explorer but there’s another side to me too, I don’t show it all the time but let’s face it there’s a cute side to everyone, me included. So this week I thought I’d share all things cute with you.
Millie has got this one nailed, mummy and daddy say she’s got ‘Puss in Boots’ eyes. Well I think eyes are a bit overrated but I’m all for using whatever gifts we were each given. After all if you’ve got it, flaunt it that’s what I say. All she has to do is look at them with those big eyes and she gets whatever she wants. Another throw of the nobbly, another play session, more space on the bed at bedtime, all of the space on mummy’s desk whilst she’s working…”but mummy I just love you so much, I want to be right where you are” say Millies eyes.
Angelin’s expert cuteness was evident from a very early age, it’s no wonder her first mummy in Cyprus couldn’t resist rescuing her from the streets. All Angelin had to do as a tiny street kitten was sit on her foot and just wait whilst her cuteness vibes worked their magic. Angelin’s first mummy was as powerless to her cuteness then as my mummy and daddy are now.
Angelin, however is the queen of cute. She just sits there ‘staring’ at mummy or daddy with a completely innocent look, just sitting there patiently, silently, smiling. She really is as cute as they come. If she doesn’t get any attention then she meows in a style all of her own, it’s not so much a meow as a tiny, quiet squeak “eek” is all she has to say to make mummy and daddy melt and give her whatever she wants. She also has the benefit of being such a happy girl, she is always smiling and she doesn’t have a care in the world. She was rescued so young that she doesn’t know how tough life can be as much as Millie and I do. Angelin even smiles in her sleep which just dials her cuteness level up to somewhere beyond max. Combine that with her reluctance to ever actually run anywhere – she just poddles everywhere, either a slow poddle or a quick poddle but never a proper run – hence her nickname ‘little poddle’. Plus if Millie and I are playing and Angelin joins in she’s always half a length behind us, poddling along behind, we’re chasing each other down the hallway and by the time Angelin gets to the end of the hall we’re already half way back down again! It’s just as well she’s got the cuteness nailed coz she’s not the brightest of blind kitties, she’s brave and fearless but she climbs up high, right to the top of the scratching posts, even walking along the top of the kitchen door but despite all our best efforts to teach her she can’t get back down from those high places. She sits at the top, puts on her cutest face and squeaks at daddy to get her down. Of course daddy is completely under her cuteness spell and immediately stops what he’s doing and goes to rescue his little princess.
Angelin also has her cute fuzzy tail, if nothing else works, she makes her tail go big and fluffy, it starts at the base of her tail and the happier she gets the further the fuzzy tail goes until eventually her whole tail is almost as big as she is. It’s her automatic cuteness trigger, she can’t really help it and doesn’t really have much control over it but I do have to admit it is adorable. She wears her happiness in her tail, it’s her happy level indicator and it has mummy and daddy hooked. Angelin’s might not be smart when it comes to getting down from high places but she’s super smart in getting what she wants, when she wants it which is normally food, play or cuddles.
I don’t do cute so much but I do love to make mummy and daddy laugh, playing the goofball, showing off my giant ears and rolling around and waving my legs in the air. Quite often my outside zoomies do the trick, making mummy laugh at me running around chasing imaginary things or leaves or insects in my own seldom used crazy, free way. She stands there watching me completely relinquish all of my control, and just run around and have fun. It doesn’t happen too often, I’m always on guard for something, I don’t often let go fully but when I do it makes mummy and daddy happy and most of the time they laugh and say how funny I am. When I’m chirping to myself whilst jumping at the walls in the hallway or rolling around at the door with my legs in the air I can hear them in the living room saying how much they love hearing me like this, just being happy, being myself, relaxing and having a bit of fun. Then I get cuddles and strokes from them too and for me that’s what this is all about, it’s not all about getting treats (although that’s an added bonus) but it’s about caring about those who care for you.
The power of cuteness is a powerful one but must be used wisely. The trick is not to overuse our cuteness, you’ve got to limit it to when all else has failed and when times are really desperate otherwise mummy and daddy may start to get immune to our cuteness powers.
That’s all I really want in life, to be loved by the people I love and if that sometimes means I’ve gotta be a bit silly or a bit crazy then I’m all up for that.
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