Bella has become a diligent watch kitteh for our house in the last few months. We can always tell if an unusual vehicle drives onto our little dead end road or if anyone is approaching the house.
She starts growling, her tail puffs up and she usually runs for a bed to hide under.
This morning, I woke up coughing and snotting, as has been my case for at least a week. It was very early in the morning, so I decided to just try to get some rest on the couch instead of waking up the whole family with my creeping crud.
Bella has always been my little shadow, so she escorted me from the bedroom to the den, made herself comfy and I made myself comfy. For a bit.... then she comes running onto the couch and is looking out the big bay window. Not only was her tail puffed up, but the hairs on her back were straight up as well.
I looked outside. It was still dark and I couldn't see anything, but it's not unusual at all to have any number of woodland critters in our yard. I didn't see any squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, birds or deer. There was no one parked in our driveway. I don't know what set her off, but I'm glad to have her around.
She doesn't growl or get all hinky about the neighbors and their cars. I think she recognizes them. She also knows the mailman's truck.
She is extremely peeved if anyone she doesn't recognize enters the house. There will be much low growling and she'll get real close to the ground in search of a happy bed to hide under.
To think this little woobie was in a shelter out in the middle of nowhere Kentucky makes me sad. She does get into mischief, but overall, she makes me so happy. :-)
Here's her "adoption" photo:
She is much bigger, spoiled rotten and fat as a pig now, but she's mine. And, she looks after us.
Dogs need to be walked every day and go outside to do their business. Bella is content to sleep on the couch all day and uses the regular toilet (no litter box for my baby). I like the "no frills" pets. :-)
Hooligans, happy Tuesday!
Love,
BTW: She is named for the Spanish word for beautiful and NOT the Twilight chick.
Beware of Attack Kitteh!!!
ReplyDeleteGood kitteh. I had one named Frank many years ago that was my watch cat. LOVED that fat orange dude.
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