Our Martha
November 11, 2008
Since I managed to write about myself and the craft fair yesterday, I thought I’d devote a little time today to our Martha… the namesake of my Jewellery shop!
Martha is a gorgeous tabby cat. Shes about 2 years old now, and we’ve had her since she was a kitten. I can’t imagine life without this particular furball around. A pretty good little hunter – we’re often woken at 2am (I say we, Bob mostly sleeps through these disturbances) to find a terrified miniature rodent and an overexcited would-be murderer! That said she is always waiting for me when I get home from work, and bounds down the stairs having checked that it really is me… shes the only cat we know who answers to her name. Open the back door and call for her and she’ll be running down the garden (very vocally) to see what goodies you’ve got for her! Recently shes taken to sitting on top of the TV – this might have something to do with her fascination with Big Cat Diary, she seemed up for taking them on in a bit of a scrap!
Aren’t kitty back legs when standing just the most adorable thing.
I’m surprised at your comment about Martha being a rarity in knowing her name. We’ve had 4 cats over the years and every one answered to their name – would come on command – largely because they thought they were in for getting something edible. We had a big daft old ginger cat called Norris and if you called him he’d meow “what?” back – he wanted to know what you wanted before he roused himself.
Our little girl cat Wilma would vocally greet my husband when he came home by howling through the letterbox as he parked and got out of the car – so I always knew when he was home. It was a very particular greeting she only ever used at that time and for him.
LOL! Maybe its just the cats in my family that ignore everyone then… I’m always suprised at just how vocal Martha is. Mums cat Molly rarely meows, and when she does you have to listen really hard to hear. Shes never responded to her name.
But I love that Martha does! Came home today to not one, but two, small dead things. Lovely.