1. My back garden (Well, actually, it's grandma's garden, but I like to think of it as my own!)
Grandma has done such a wonderful job transforming what was once a patch of dirt and concrete into a cat's paradise. She has planted every kind of flower imaginable, from the butterfly-beguiling buddleja to the wispy wildflower. I never tire of watching (and sometimes chasing...shh!) the blue tits, goldfinches, linnets, and sparrows that constantly pay a visit to our 'bird spa,' a bird bath that would be the size of an Olympic swimming pool if it were on a human scale! Here is a photo of me in our garden on a bright sunny day in Wales.
2. Leftovers from Heather's cereal bowl
This is most possibly the thing I am most thankful for! When Heather finishes her cereal, there is always a smattering of milk and soggy grains left at the bottom of her bowl. Perhaps it doesn't sound that appealing, but believe me, there is nothing a cat likes better as a treat to start off the day! (And if Heather forgets to give it to me, she knows she is in for a performance of sorrowful meows and wails for the next hour. Ahh, the tactics we cats employ!)
3. Hugs and Cuddles from my owners
Though we cats try to appear aloof, I'll let you in on our greatest secret. We actually do love to be canoodled. Just give us a scratch behind the tail, and we'll flop submissively before your knees. Tickle us behind our ears, and we will follow you to the ends of the earth. I really should not be writing this, though. The CIA (Cat Intelligence Agency) might come after me. Count number three as 'off the record'!
