Puds

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I don’t know what our Polish neighbours call their cat, so he is just referred to as the Polish cat. He is, shall we say, not ‘friends’ with my own cat, Mr Puds. I have never seen them fight, but I have heard them. And Puds has limped home a few times.

So I wondered what Polish cat was looking at outside my window today:

Hmm. I walked out to take a closer look with a camera, fearing the worst. What could that black blob be?

Sure enough, Mr Puds was up in the tree. ‘Scaredy cat’ doesn’t quite cover it. What’s strange is that Polish cat is perfectly friendly, and plays with the neighbours’ kids while my own cat simply runs away. What is Puds afraid of?

He jumped from the tree just after I took the photo:

Here is Polish cat’s response to Puds running away:

Puds then ran back inside, to take up position on the couch and look out the window:

Polish cat seems to just want to be friends. Mr Puds is having none of it.

I can entirely sympathise…

Mr Puds has been up to his usual tricks. Here I caught him just prior to him sleeping for the night.

Mr Puds was taught from a very early age that he was never allowed on the worktops, even when no one was home. He has stuck rigidly to that rule, as evidenced by a lack of paw prints even after he has been home alone. Here I tempt him with some ham:

Knowing that he can’t leap onto the worktop he instead tries to stretch up to swipe the ham with his paw… he just misses. But I gave him the ham as reward for not jumping up :-)