Furball Developments

Furball really likes his litterbox. He likes it so much that he climbs in and pats the litter gently, drawing delicate little designs in the suface of the tumbled clay.First one paw then the other - he seems to be quite ambidextrous although he tends to favour the left paw when smacking my hand - one paw then the other.

I can hear him through the door, chirping and scraping, a thoughtful, questioning little mew and then a clash and a clatter overlaid with the hiss of falling gravel counterpointed with the shoosh shoosh as both paws become frenzied, scooping with wild abandon, digging to China perhaps or just in decorator mode again.

I have this book called 'why cats paint' and apparently there are those who pay top dollar for feline art work. Furball has already given me two murals, one in left over food and one in processed food. This maybe a cry for help, a need for materials to express himself. Too bad I was so short sighted and erased them, they might have been worth millions!

This weekend I shall give him paper - or maybe bristol board as it is more durable - and my finger paints and see what paws can do in colour. He himself came out reasonably well in a couple of the pictures I managed to capture. Furball is revealed on my profile page for those who care to put features to the hero of my tales.

The other thing about the litter box: he has discovered that he can make withdrawals from his deposit account and use these desiccated little pellets like marbles just small enough to be pushed under the door, lined up like paving stones along the edge.

Either art, interior decorating or perhaps landscape gardening. Or saboteur. The cat has talent!