When we lived at our old house and Dad
worked in London, he had to take the train there every day.
Sometimes he came home late because there had been a problem with
the railway and he was stuck on the train waiting until the signal
said it could move.
One day he told
us the train stopped in the middle of nowhere and nobody in the
train compartment said anything for a few minutes. Then a lady said
out loud, “My cat would make quite a fuss if I kept her outside for
this length of time without speaking to her!
“My cat gets upset too, if he’s ignored,” Dad
replied , “We call him Davie. What’s your one called?”
call her Roxy”
“What a lovely name”,
he said, “Why do you call her Roxy?"
The lady smiled as she
told the story. "I’ve always liked Pop music and it's after the name
of a Band I knew when I was growing up. They were very noisy, and so
Dad smiled and told
everybody in the compartment (who by this time were all listening)
that Davie had a loud voice as well.
After this, all of them sitting round started
to swap stories and the time passed very quickly. They soon found
out that Roxy's 'Mum' liked giving her lots of cuddles and that she
had short hair and a tail, with black and white splodges all over.
They lived in a flat on the ground
floor of a big old house, which didn’t have a cat flap in the
kitchen door. This meant that when Roxy wanted to go out the lady
had to open a window for her. She went on to say that Roxy always
makes the window sills muddy after it had been raining!
Our Davie has a cat flap to himself, but he
doesn't wipe his feet either! I wonder if anybody has a pet who
wipes their paws when they come home?
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