Nervous nellie

27 Dec
27 Dec 2012_Mia

27 Dec 2012_Mia

Thursday. Two days after Christmas. Still eating leftovers although I have to admit my catering skills have improved and we don’t have too much left over. The Christmas tree is looking lonely now that the presents have gone to their respective owners. Mia, our black cat with a million and one neuroses, has actually walked under the tree. This is a big thing. Mia is a nervous nellie to the nth degree. This is a cat that thinks there are bogey men hiding everywhere waiting to jump out and scare her. This is a cat that doesn’t trust anyone or anything, even inanimate objects pose a potential threat! Normally she skirts things she doesn’t trust, giving them a very wide berth. Obviously she has come to the conclusion that the Christmas tree is no threat to her! However if I was to put something under the tree, say a new present, she would go back to taking a wide berth to avoid the tree just in case….

Mia was rescued as a kitten from a timber mill. While her brothers, who were also captured, were taken to the RSPCA, Mr N decided to bring her home. Our other cat, Leo, had passed away from kidney disease a couple of years before at the age of 16 and we hadn’t seen the need for another cat until now and even then, I needed to be convinced this was a good idea. We closed off the lounge room so she couldn’t escape to other rooms and then let her out of the cage. She disappeared under the sofa and there she stayed for the next couple of weeks, only coming out at night, once everyone had gone to bed, to eat, drink and use the sand tray. And because she is black, if you looked under the sofa, all you could see was a pair of huge round green eyes looking back at you. I was starting to think that was going to be her permanent residence and we’d never see her out from under there!

However eventually she ventured out but it took a long time to gain her trust. It didn’t help that there was the occasion where she got her head stuck in the handle of a plastic shopping bag and she tore around the house with a plastic bag flapping behind her, thinking there was some strange creature chasing her. Nor did it help the time when a strand of cold cooked spaghetti dropped on her head – she froze and the expression on her face was priceless. I think she thought that if she didn’t move a muscle the strange thing on her head might go away! And it certainly didn’t help her demeanor when taken to the vet for the first time to get her shots, and this strange man in a white coat stuck a thermometer up her rear end – she immediately clenched and the thermometer shot out and across the room! The look on her face was, again, priceless. These episodes have been just a couple of what she would consider countless ‘traumatic’ experiences which has made her highly suspicious of anything and everything.

Mia is a cat who is constantly on high alert, she will never be taken by surprise. She is now 10 years old.

This morning I went for a run – a 50 min run that included 3 x 5 min efforts (5 min RI). That’s my heart starter for the day! And then later this afternoon I managed a 30 min session on the bike – 10 x 1 min hard efforts (1 min RI).

Tomorrow: an early morning swim is planned.

“There are no ordinary cats.” – Colette

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2 Responses to “Nervous nellie”

  1. crazytraintotinkytown 27/12/2012 at 8:35 pm #

    All those priceless moments are why you love her so much! Wouldn’t be without old Hobo now, even with all his foibles.

    • cathyn61 27/12/2012 at 8:44 pm #

      So true! She’s the craziest, nuttiest cat I’ve ever known. That’s why we love her!

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