Friday, March 7, 2014

Jasmine on my mind

This is Jasmine.  She was abandoned by a half dozen folks in her life and as of last year she pretty much adopted me.  She has been inside the house at night since June and on Revolution (the cat liquid anti-flea med).  But she has her quirks as all cats do.  She likes to leave around 5:30 am to explore what's happened outside since the night before.  She graciously meows her way back inside by 6:30 am for her breakfast and scratching (my petting her not her clawing me or the furniture).  If it is the weekend she goes in and out all day but when I head to work she is protesting as I pop her furry butt outside. 

Since my crazy neighbor treats the common area in our shared backyard as her own personal house it's not like Jasmine is short furniture to fur up or sleep on.  I tried to post the pictures of furniture but goog doesn't like it (will aim to pop in later). 

In my 'patio' area!


Lately she's become more vocal.  As in telling me a story when I come home.  She waits in my parking space reluctantly moving all the while saying cat stuff.  Last night there was some bad weather and I didn't see her right away.  Naturally I worried.  I got out of my car and she popped up from under the wacky neighbor's car talking and bitching.  I got the mail from the curb and she raced me back inside to find a warm spot. 

She's at least a dozen years old and a small sized cat.  My vet friend tells me that Jasmine can live another dozen years and that she's very healthy.  That made me happy.  There's something about a cat purring next to me that brings a smile to my face.