July 13th, 2005

searle ju ju, summer

visiting hours

Since yesterday, Patsington and I have received a series of mysterious visits. The visitor favours a somewhat unorthodox style of socialising, prefering to climb in our bedroom window and stroll around the house rather than following the more conventional route of ringing the doorbell and waiting to be asked in. In fact, I didn't even know he'd turned up (despite the fact I was in my room, at my desk, at the time) until I heard David's voice from the hall say, "um, look who's walking down the stairs..."

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Yes, Bubbles has started inviting himself into the house, aided by the fact that our window is above the porch and so extremely easy for feline access. And he's so quiet and nimble I didn't even notice him climbing in the window and strolling through the room behind me (Ju Ju, however, makes the earth shake every time she jumps on anything, and is not good at stealth). His first visit was brief, but apparently he was only getting started, because a few hours later he did it again, and had to be bundled back into our room and out the window again before Ju Ju caught sight of him. And in the early hours of this morning - while Patsington and I were lost in slumber - he came in again! The thing is, he's so friendly and funny that we haven't got the heart to just chuck him out, so we play with him for a while before directing him towards the window, Which is probably why he returned about half an hour later. I don't think we'll ever get rid of him now.

But we'll have to stop encouraging him. It's making us compare Ju Ju's sullen crossness with his effervescent charm. And I have to say, Ju Ju isn't coming off too well....
auntie mame, glamour

bubbles invasion

Bubbles is losing the run of himself. I was coming into the sitting room from the kitchen to watch Coronation Street* when I realised that someone else was coming in with me. Someone who had presumably got in through our bedroom window and had a little stroll around the house. He followed me into the sitting room, wandered around a bit, and then jumped out the window - to the insane wrath of Ju Ju, who was relaxing in a flower bed in the front garden. WHERE WILL IT END? With Bubbles sitting in his own plush arm chair in our sitting room smoking a pipe, if he has anything to say about it. And he probably has.

*Which is just getting funnier and funnier. Tonight's highlight was ultra-camp Sean, who was looking for an excuse to get together with the local hunky vet, taking his friend's perfectly healthy rabbit to the vetinary clinic and explaining his urgent need to see the vet by describing the animal's (made up) symptoms thus, in a very serious voice: "How can a light that burned so brightly suddenly burn so pale?" GENIUS.