Alexis, my lovely godcat, has taken to drinking water from the utility room tap.
Apparently it’s not unusual for cats to drink from taps, streams, fountains and so on.
The reason? They’re descended from the same ancestor – the African wildcat, Felis Silvestris Lybica, which was domesticated in Mesopotamia around 6000 BC.
The only source of clean, germ-free water at the time was free-flowing. So the cats that drank running water had an advantage and passed on their drinking preferences to future generations.
Breaking news from the Boll Bureau – a rich Antipodean called Gareth Morgan, with a moustache like a feral weasel, is campaigning for the total eradication of cats from New Zealand.
According to his website catstogo ‘That little ball of fluff you own is a serial killer.’ Boll’s preparing her libel case as I write.
Admittedly, he’s not calling for a kitty cull. He’s simply suggesting that all Kiwi cats should be neutered and that no new ones should be allowed citizenship.
But he’s missing the point. Not all cats are killers. Bolly’s mostly an indoor cat. She does go for walks in the garden, but only in the daytime and only supervised by me or a cat-sitter. And so I can honestly say she’s never killed a bird.
There’s still a romantic myth here in Europe that cats should be allowed to roam anywhere, anytime, at any price. But I disagree. Would you let a toddler roam unsupervised, wander across roads by itself and stray out alone at night?
Boll’s considerably less streetwise than your average child, so she stays safely within the garden walls. And she seems perfectly happy.
So there is a compromise. Kiwis keep your cats indoors, and life will be a box of budgies.*
*nice (New Zealand slang)
I saw a mug today with a heart symbol on it and the words – I Love My Cat “Beyonc