I wrote a blog a few weeks ago about a cat who came to our back door, appeared to love us, visited often, and ate a lot.
We thought the gods had sent us another cat to take the place of our guard cat who'd become famous because of Nutsy and Raven and possoms and skunks and traps. She just disappeared and a day or so later this cat came calling.
We named him Elvis because we'd look up and Elvis would have left the porch. (Elvis has left the building....) Well, now Elvis has left us.
Here's my theory of what happened. When our cat disappeared we'd just bought her some savory more-expensive food. With her gone, we fed it to Elvis. Elvis licked his chops and begged for more and more.
Elvis ate all the expensive stuff.
Being cheap we went to the dollar store and bought a big bag of cheap cat food since Elvis had such a hardy appetite. Elvis sniffed it and rejected it. But he'd some back to see if we had something better. Same old cheap stuff again, Elvis complained.
Elvis looked through the window and cat-cussed us several times. We just smiled and gave him some more food.
Now it's been two days with no Elvis.
My husband says, "Well, you sure ran that cat off with that cheap cat food."
Perhaps I did but my reply to him was, "That cat was just after our money! He wanted us to spend big bucks on him. Fickle money-grubbing cat!!!!"
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