Heidi seems to be adjusting well to her new life of being a playground cat.
When she first came (on her own, marched into our house), it was quite clear that she had been newly abandoned and was seeking her old comforts of being a home-pet. She demanded to stay in the kitchen, sleep on the sofa and she wanted to be queen.
We gave in to some of her demands (the reasonable ones) but not all, as we had to think of the Patio Family's wellbeing as well as Indy's "terms and conditions". After all, Indy is the new Big Boss.
You cannot simply march in and take over control.
Heidi is learning this face and I must say, adjusting quite well.
She joins the Patio Family for breakfast now, but she wants to eat "higher" than everyone else. That's fine, she gets to eat on the roof of the cage. Yes, her "porridge" meal. As long as the rest also gets to eat, Heidi can stay (unlike Mr Zurik who creates havoc everywhere he goes - he has to eat in the cage).
After breakfast, Heidi goes over to the playground for taiqi...
....while the rest chills out in the garden.
Heidi does taiqi with "the boss".
Willy observes the taiqi from the fringe of the basketball court.
I'll have to monitor Willy. He seems to be straining to defecate again.
Heidi is VERY happy at the playground. She dashes everywhere, playing her own game.
If she sees me, she gets a thrill running (yes, like a dog) towards me. It's all a game for her.
Ginger also comes over to join the fun.
But Willy chases him back to the house!!
Whoa...Willy is territorial too?
Yes, enough of bullying by the Russian...Willy learns some street-fighting techniques!
This is MY territory!!
Rosie plays it safe by watching from behind the gate.
She too "owns" one of the trees at the playground. It's her tree. But she comes over in the afternoons, not now. Smart girl.
Here comes Heidi!
Grandma climbs a tree, folks!
I missed this shot of Heidi climbing this tree, she's so fast!
After a few rounds of dashing around, she slows down.
She gets a well-deserved massage.
I can't help feeling how Bunny & Friends have been deprived of all their freedom after we moved here. They used to rule the street way back in the old neighbourhood. If only it were safe enough to let them out in this neighbourhood...wow, the whole playground would be theirs to enjoy!
Yes, and conquer...and no other cat would be allowed to step onto the playground then.
We were discussing if we could get the gardener to plant a tree in Bunny's Place. Maybe one that is only 5 ft tall, just for them to climb. But will Pole use it as an escape device? Indy, for his Spider-Cat drills?
I prefer the safety of the house.
We've lived outside long enough. We like the house.
The sad truth is, according to Mukda (who has been feeding Daffodil for more than 10 years), many of Daffodil's kittens have died on the street. So I suppose the house has its benefits. You win some, you lose some, that's life.
Rosie and Ginger are her only children left now. Daffodil had been giving birth four times a year for almost 10 years before I moved in and managed to get her spayed. Mukda said they wanted to get her spayed, but she would either be clutching her new litter or already pregnant. So they never got a chance to get her spayed. Anyway, that's in the past now.
Daffodil is happy and spayed now.
Here's my inside brood...
I can only hope they are reasonably happy and well...appreciate the safety of being confined.
As a friend always remarks whenever she visits, your cats are better off than some Hong Kong folks who live in an apartment much smaller than Bunny's Place! Well, yes, and Bunny folks have sunshine and green grass too, plus a room fitted with air-cont (for hot days).
I want out!!
Meanwhile, Heidi comes back to the kitchen for another round of food. She cannot eat too much at one go. She must be all tired out after the dashing around at the playground. She finished all her porridge!
Okay, adventure over. Time to go back!
