Meet the cat next-door.
Her name is Sassa, and we’ve known her for almost three years, since she was a kitten. Sorry, no pictures of her as a kitten, so you’ll just have to take my word for it that she was the cutest kitten this side of ... well ... anywhere!
Also the cheekiest, nosiest and LOUDEST kitten I’ve ever come across!
See, while she is very happy living with her people, she really thinks she should also live with us. Since she was tiny, she’s happily wandered in through our open back door, cheerfully announcing her presence at the top of her voice. She knows she doesn’t live with us really, and we’ve thrown her so many times that all we have to do now is look at her, and she turns tail and head back out the door with a desultory complaint.
We always know it’s her wandering in, even if we’re not around to witness it, because as well as being very LOUD, she’s the only cat I’ve ever known who says, ‘Meow-ow.’ Seriously, ‘Meow-ow.’ It’s hilarious.
I decided it was high time I told you about her on Friday night when I arrived home in the cold and the dark and was greeted by her, pounding across from next-door, shouting at the top of her voice. She then squeezed past me to sit right by the front door. All the time, she was yelling at me, ‘I’m cold and my people aren’t home yet, and they don’t have a catflap, and I WANT TO COME INDOORS. Let me in, let me in, let me in!’
Needless to say, I didn’t let her in, and shortly afterwards, she was sitting on the back fence, so fluffed out it was like someone had taken a hairdryer to her, glowering at me through the kitchen window.
She’s a little cat with a very BIG personality, who provides us with such entertainment, I simply had to share.