Pudding and Sunrise demolishing an egg box
Dear Readers, you might remember that I said goodbye to my foster cats Pudding and Sunrise last week. You might also remember that they were completely addicted to food when they arrived: we suspected that they hadn’t had a reliable source of food in their previous home, and so were constantly anxious about where their next meal was coming from. To keep them occupied, I hid a small amount of dry food in an egg box, in the hope that this would keep them busy for half an hour. Within ten minutes they’d ripped it to bits and eaten everything.
Butter wouldn’t melt….
Well, they settled down a bit and spent time playing and snoozing as well as rushing out to the kitchen every time I stood up. On Thursday they went to their forever home, and I tearfully wandered out to the kitchen after they’d gone, dabbing my eyes with a bit of kitchen roll, when I noticed this….
I’d heard peculiar noises coming from the kitchen, but hadn’t gone out to investigate. At least the eggs are still intact. Clever kitties! They’d previously broken into a loaf of bread, so I assume they just wanted an egg butty.
When we brought home our rescued kitty six years ago, we went out for a couple of hours, leaving a freshly baked loaf of bread on the kitchen counter. When we returned we discovered she had eaten away one corner of the loaf – a lot of bread for a cat. She seemed terrified. We laughed, cleaned up the loaf and put it away, and reassured her that all was well. That seemed to mark a turning point in her life here. By the way, she thinks nothing of harassing us if we are late to getting up and fixing her breakfast, even though she always has dry food.
Oh bless her. So glad you and your cat found one another.