Here kitty kitty kitty...

A number of weekends ago (16 Sept) my friends had to go away for the weekend and asked if I wouldn't mind cat-sitting. I said not, as the cat is a cool cat and I was willing to help my friends out too. However, I decided that instead of cat sitting at their house, I would see how he (the cat) felt about staying at my place. The weather was going to be rubbish the whole weekend anyway (according to the forecast) so the cat wouldn't be going outside, so why not try it (this would be a useful experiment too for later possible cat-sitting moments)?

So, Friday after work I headed to the cat's house (his name is Kappa) and bundled him into his carrier without too much hassle (although he wasn't happy to be in the box)! The drive home was a little long, interrupted by the odd "meeeow" as if to say "are we there yet?" On arriving at my place I released the cat and he started exploring the house under my watchful eye: to be honest I was a little nervous about him wanting to scratch things, although he doesn't seem to do this in his own home! After a little while following him around, I decided to collect the rest of his stuff out of the car and then settle in for the evening (taking some photos in the process)...


(Left) Initially Kappa seemed a bit nervous and found a spot on the bed looking out my upstairs window for some comfort...



(Right)... after a bit of food and more exploring things went pretty quiet and I went looking for my guest, only to find that he was "relaxing" in the dark, two steps down from the top of my staircase - I still wish I knew why this was considered a "good spot".

That night I, admittedly, didn't sleep too well as I was concerned about rolling ontop of the cat; he found his blanket at the foot of the bed (on the bed) so was technically out of the way, but still I do tend to kick and move while sleeping, so didn't want to hurt him. He did wander off a bit during the night and at one stage when I was in a deep sleep he thought it would be a good idea to jump on my back (I was sleeping on my tummy at this point). I freaked as I had temporarily forgotten about the cat and didn't know what was going on! Unfortunately he also got a fright, due to my reaction! We did both manage to settle down again, with no further incidents.

By Saturday Kappa seemed pretty settled in...

... making me wish I could be a cat too! How peaceful he looks! We spent the day relaxing, with me reading or watching tv (attempted to blog but Kappa wanted to sit on the computer and I didn't want him to, so stopped all computer work) and Kappy mostly sleeping and looking for attention. We even played a bit with his toys (which is amazing as he doesn't play that often according to his owners!)

Sunday morning saw me trying to get Kappa back in the box! He didn't like this and managed to escape me... but not for long. I thought I had "lost" him when he ducked behind my couch, however he was silly enough to keep running a popped out the other end where I managed to grab him and put him in the box. I was impressed that he didn't try to scratch or bite me, but instead protested with lots of meows and scrabbling legs (claws retracted). Once in the box though he settled nicely and our journey back to his home was uneventful (with a couple more "are we there yet" meows).

It was a fun weekend (for me at least) and made me wish I had a pet, although not a cat as I am still very much a dog-person. Oh well, something to look forward to in the future (way, way in the future!) when I have more time and money!