My son is being visited by a ginger cat in the night

There are some fabulous stories

It woke ME up last night meowing outside his window I have no idea whose cat it actually is.

In one of the villages along the camino de Santiago in Spain (the French route) the local doctor put his cat out every evening before he went to bed.

The cat marched into the hostel for pilgrims, looked around, chose a likely looking pilgrim and lay down beside him or her in the bunk and slept there all night.

He did this every night of the pilgrim season.

Some fabulous funny stories on here…???

Dh can’t stand cats. I like them. Next door neighbours have a massive marmalade cat that can make his way out their bedroom window and onto our shed roof which catches the sun. He loves to bask there and dh swears that when he is in the garden the cat stares at him with an evil look. I think dh finds the cat particularly intimidating because of its size. And dh is not easily intimidated, he fought in the forces.

JaneJudge perhaps the cat’s Kathy, playing up to your son’s Heathcliff?

My children's school had a cat that considered himself a student. He would come running when the bell rang and let himself in, then wander the halls deciding which class to visit for the day. The children loved it, and he was only shooed away on occasion. I don't know if they ever sorted out where he lived in the neighbourhood.

We have a similar cat where we live bikergran who is talked about on local facebook more than potholes, our useless MP and bin collections combined

Sorry Jerry ! spelt your name wrong.tut.

In our town we have a cat called Gerry the Asda/B & M Cat.

He has his own face book page, he is a black and white long coated, he parades round Asda car park like he owns it, seeing off other cats.

Many think he is a stray but he has a perfectly good home.

Lucca some people just don't understand wry humour.

glammanana another lamb chop cat

My mother wasn't fond of cats. It was amazing how when she visited all our cats over the years always made straight for her and jumped on her knee. How on earth they knew I don't know.

Trisha57

In our old house, the local butcher's shop was 2 doors away and had an outside freezer. The butcher complained that every time he opened the freezer door our cat would try to sneak in. We woke up one Sunday morning to find a (small) frozen leg of lamb on the lawn in our back garden with cat sitting beside it looking very pleased with himself!!!!

did you cook it?

I love the arsehole and the whippersnapper ....we lived next door to neighbours like that once..... they set their dog on me who absolutely frightened to death, jumped in my car and fell through the parcel shelf, the poor sod

Cross post Lucca

In our old house, the local butcher's shop was 2 doors away and had an outside freezer. The butcher complained that every time he opened the freezer door our cat would try to sneak in. We woke up one Sunday morning to find a (small) frozen leg of lamb on the lawn in our back garden with cat sitting beside it looking very pleased with himself!!!!

AGAA4

fanny I can tell you don't like 'the arsehole' very much.

That’s DH’s name for him.
He is ‘her’s’ son older son, and the half-brother of ‘the Whippersnapper’ who is actually about 20.
‘Her’ says that the his behaviour is due to him being an ‘alpha male’, we of course, know otherwise.
On the day of his mum moving in, he introduced himself to me by threatening me about where DH parked his van (which was on the front of our house.)
He said that if he had any mates around, they wouldn’t have anywhere to park

AGAA4

fanny I can tell you don't like 'the arsehole' very much.

Not much gets past you eh ?!

My Oliver The Great the big shorthaired British Blue thinks he is the lord of the manor,he goes between the bungalows where I live to see what is on offer food wise all day long,he once brought home a lamb chop from somewhere ( not my neighbours thank the lord) and dropped it on my bed after jumping through my bedroom window I never found out where it had come from it was obviously not to his taste as it had not been chewed at all.

Sorry Fanny not fanny

fanny I can tell you don't like 'the arsehole' very much.

Fanny I love the names of your neighbours! Our peculiar one is just ‘er next door, very unimaginative.
Look forward to hearing why the dog and cat hate each other!

Sounds like Mog the Forgetful Cat.
(I’ll lend you Rosie, she’d have it in the next county in a flash!)

Does your son live near Pendle?

You've all made me laugh with your cat stories ?

We don't have cats but seem to get adopted by all the neighbourhood cats. Our ex-next door neighbour always looked very peeved to know her cat used to sit in the garden with us. They've gone now, and two other cats patrol our garden regularly, mainly I think because we have mice. They won't come near us but sit at the other end of the garden watching what is happening. OH maintains that he dislikes cats but he is always keen to see 'our' cats ?

Next door (^the lunatics^ Aka ‘her’, ‘the whippersnapper’ and ‘the arsehole’) have a cat who is the mortal enemy of both DH and Ddog.
One afternoon DH was livid to see the cat sitting on the lounge window ledge staring at him with saucer eyes while DH was reading the paper.
It’s one of those ‘you had to be there’ things, but it was sooo funny.

I’ll come back later and tell you the tale of why Ddog and Cat-Next-Door loathe each other.