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I posted a while back that a strange cat appeared on our back patio. Strange as in she didn’t belong to us and hadn’t seen her before. Although, giving it some thought, you could also call her strange as in weird, different, slightly odd. She’d have to be to deliberately choose to hang out at our house.

 

Drooley (aka) The Heinous Cat

Her presence sent the Heinous Cat into a full-fledged hissy fit. He didn’t like her one bit. Wasn’t going to tolerate her. He was king of the backyard and no one was messing with it.

Since then, she has adopted us full time. We named her Maizy. She purrs and blinks at me with her lovely little peepers. She rubs all over my kitchen window creating smeary messes that somehow make me smile. And she has the ability to open the patio screen door – which could be a huge problem once the weather finally warms up, but I’ll deal with that later.

For now, this dog-lover is finding that she kind of likes this particular sweet little cat. Maizy is everything the Heinous Cat isn’t – like friendly, loveable,  cute, loveable, eager to please, loveable… I think you get the idea.

She even managed to charm him – or as much as he can be charmed. I caught them playing together in the backyard the other day and had to do a double-take. I’m pretty sure Drooley had no idea anyone was home witness his frolicking with the enemy.

Seriously, how could you not be charmed by this face, especially with yellow highlighter on her nose (did I mention she has a little curiosity problem?).

She Who Digs this Cat

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Maizy

A few weeks ago, the Heinous Cat was having one of his usual meltdowns in the backyard. While I tend to ignore them, Hubby went to see what particular blade of grass or tree leaf had set his world off kilter this time.

Only it wasn’t  a thing throwing him into a tailspin. It was a her.

This her, as a matter of fact.

The Heinous Cat didn’t like her trying to horn in on the sweet deal he’s got going with Captain Cavedweller. He spluttered, hissed, and fussed.  He slapped and whined then begged us to make her go away. So she left, indignant and half-terrified of the crazed ball of fur chasing her out of the yard.

In the days that followed her first visit, she’d pop by occasionally, clean out the Heinous Cat’s food bowl and go on her merry way.

We’ve had our share of stray cats wander through our place through the years. Some stay for a day or two, some take up permanent residence. I am convinced there is a sign in the driveway, visible only to felines that states, “Complimentary Room and Board, just purr and look cute for a free ride.”

So far, it seems to be working.

The Heinous Cat tried to convince us of her evil intentions to take over the place, boot us out of the house and run an illegal catnip ring. We didn’t believe him. Apparently, she didn’t either.

Why do you keep this joker around,” she asked.

So she decided to stay and prove him wrong. Knowing we couldn’t keep calling her the yellow cat, I dubbed her Maizy.

And she is delightful – friendly, sweet, and warm… a complete opposite of the Heinous Cat.  Her one goal in life, or so it seems, is to be readily available should anyone decide to come outside and pet her.

And if no one comes outside, that is okay, too.

Her nose pressed to the kitchen window glass is good enough for her.

Never having been a huge cat fan, Maizy may change my opinion.

She Who Has Gone Soft for A Feline

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