The Neighbourhood Terror
by Rosa de Mey
Back at my last house my Siamese ruled the neighbourhood cats. The cat next door was not allowed to climb on her own trellis as Gypsy would prevent it. She would also go to an adjoining house, meow at the front door to be let in then would rush out through their back door. She had worked out that it was a quicker method back to my place. In my present house she found out that the local cats had a superior manner and would walk close to her with their head up and give her a snooty look. Then she developed the delightful habit of jumping in neighbours bedroom windows (she knew the right ones) and often landed straight onto them and would then want to play silly games! Funny...the neighbours dont sleep with their windows open now.