The previous life of cats...?

My husband used to put used teabags on his roses, said they were good for them, and our cat used to bring me presents of the dried up bags but not before he’d batted them around the kitchen floor with the result that little tea leaves were would be scattered all over and I’d be left with an empty teabag!

My cat likes my washing up sponge - it is often found in the hallway or living room. Lately she has taken a liking to an old pair of slippers (not presently worn) and gets one out of my wardrobe and brings it downstairs. She also loves rolling in freshly ironed washing!

Funny isn’t it?Must be hunting skills put to another use.

I love telling this story because it’s so extrodinary.It happened quite some time ago,where I worked in a small city,a colleagues cat went missing.She posted leaflets through neighbours doors,about the missing cat,to no avail.However a neighbour said he had taken a journey to a small village,about 6 miles from the colleagues home.Had heard a noise under the bonnet,and on lifting a cat had jumped out,So colleague put notice in the local post office about the cat.About a week later,the missing cat turned up,not at home but sitting on the fire escape of our workplace in the centre of the city!How amazing is that,and how happy,it occured on Xmas eve,and the colleague cooked a Turkey that night left it to cool went out,on returning the cat had eaten part of the Turkey!It really was a Xmas miracle.How on earth she got there will remain a mystery.

A neighbour's cat used to spend most of his time with us. He had a chair with a cushion on it next to a radiator. DH would put the CH on specially for him.

My year-old cat has a thing about dusters. Doesn't matter if it's the traditional type used with polish or a 'wood wipe' (which he'll retrieve out of the waste paper basket if he spots it!).
Both will do.
Haven't worked out a way to get him to do the dusting yet, though!

We had one cat who would bring live rabbits home, worst thing was the dead guinea pig left under a sideboard (60s style), DH quickly disposed of that, never found out who it belonged to.

One of our cats would growl like a dog if you gave her meat (piece of chicken etc), she also brought back a carrier bag with barbecued chicken bits in it, part of a joint, bone & all. She was such a feminine cat, tiny & delicate, I think she must have been part alley cat

We used to have a cat called Dusty. She was tiny and grey and was my husband's kitten from Day One. In the morning we sat in bed drinking Yakult and would throw the tin foil lid on the quilt cover, sending Dusty into a "fetch it" frenzy. Such happy memories. Sadly she was poisoned or run over on Christmas Day. Then Tabitha came into my life rolling over for a tummy rub from a stranger. He used to love strolling past our cattery with head held high showing off to the cats that he was free to come and go as he pleased! He never acknowledged the guest cats in any shape or form except indifference. Sadly he wasted away, possibly from poison too.