Charlotte was a very nervy, and very needy cat who'd previously had a retired professor at her beck and call. I probably shouldn't have described her as an outdoor cat, because what she wanted most was to be on the other side of any given door (she insisted on trying to sleep on our pillows at night, and would wail and chew the carpet if we had the temerity to close the bedroom door, for example).
The previous campus cats that we looked after were a different story. The only time either of them had a slip was when it had been snowing for two days; Minnie didn't want to leave the house, so he peed in a convenient plastic bag. Unfortunately, the bag contained all our Christmas cards that we were going to post later that day...
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Date: 2008-12-04 04:16 pm (UTC)The previous campus cats that we looked after were a different story. The only time either of them had a slip was when it had been snowing for two days; Minnie didn't want to leave the house, so he peed in a convenient plastic bag. Unfortunately, the bag contained all our Christmas cards that we were going to post later that day...