Last night, she started at it again. This time I just played the game and opened the door for her. But, instead of her playing out her usual role, she paced and cried, and paced and cried. “What is it?" I said. "Did you find a mouse?”
Nope. Didn’t bring me a mouse. (I found out this winter that she’s an excellent mouser! Then was horrified that I had mice!) I just thought to myself, “Crazy cat.” and laid back down to watch TV (I was still feeling pretty crappy) and ignored her.Well, when I was talking with a friend last night, I went out to the sun porch myself, and there sprouted up nice and big on the bookshelf, were the oats I planted a few days ago and forgot about.
She could SMELL them! And, it was driving her crazy! So I moved them to the floor for her. Now she knows they are there, so when I got home tonight, that was the first place she wanted to go.
Miss Kitty got a bag of Oat seeds for Christmas a couple of years ago (from her cat friend Zima). She is an indoor cat, so they were a special treat. She viciously chewed them down and ripped them right out of the container as soon as they sprouted. So now I keep them away from her long enough for them to take strong root.
The folks that package them have a great label (pictured above) — it made me laugh — even before I knew how my cat would react to them — almost exactly as it was pictured! They really should have a contact info on it somewhere.
See for yourself how crazy Miss Kitty is for oats in this video. I have one from earlier this winter, but I couldn’t find it so I recorded this when I got home tonight.
