Cat Number Two
As I write this, Cat number 2 is sitting watching me, tail wrapped around front feet, blinking. She is in the house, and satisfied. Cat number 1 is in bed, on my wife’s legs. She too is satisfied, but would not be if she knew that No.2 was so relaxed, and indoors.
No.2 is/was our neighbours’ cat – she came with the house when they moved in but has not been settled since they have an exuberant 4 year old, and the cat door was removed during renovations (not that she is likely to have used it with so much change) and she is in any case painfully shy. As a result, she has lived outside for most of the two years since her previous human moved into assisted living. We have made various warm places for her to sleep outdoors and tried to be friendly but until recently she has only timidly reciprocated, mostly when we are doing the feeding.
In this picture, which is from a few weeks ago when I was photographing irises in morning light, she is on our deck stairs waiting for me to come to her place and feed her (her family was on holiday). Apparently she was thinking about changing homes too. With the hot weather and open doors she has been in and out of our place a lot. A week ago she started sleeping here. And eating. And hanging around. And using the cat door. I guess she has adopted us.
Cat No. 1 is unhappy about these events. There have been many vocal complaints, though no fights. No.2 is very non-aggressive in all encounters, so I think all will be OK. A reluctant peace is settling on our cat world. I hope the neighbours are understanding and happy that she will have a place to be warm next winter, and will still hang around their place, which is after all her prime territory. She should be present much as before.
It is ironic, and perhaps not unrelated, that within a couple of months of our sons moving out a cat moves in.
Canon EOS 5D MkII, Canon EF 100mm/f2.8 macro lens, ISO100, f2.8, 1/640th, +/- 2.0 E.V.