Fingers are for Pussies / November 14 2007
Audrey has a cat-friend who we often pass on our lunchtime walks. We christened the cute little tortoiseshell Clarence because he is slightly cross-eyed. (Remember Daktari?)
We always have to stop to say hello to him. The pair will have a polite sniff of each other and Clarence will gently rub up against Audrey in an explicit feline exhibition of friendliness. Audrey responds by shaking slightly and by giving him one of her silent barks of encouragement.
I was particularly heartened yesterday when, in a touching show of real affection towards her furry pal, she acted very magnanimously indeed. A group of schoolchildren dropped a biscuit from a box of Cadbury’s Chocolate Fingers that they were sharing in the street. Audrey pounced on it immediately and was about to devour her unexpected chocolaty treat when Clarence shyly meowed at her.
Ordinarily I do not allow Audrey to eat chocolate – it is slightly poisonous to dogs – but I did not need to chide her on this occasion. Responding to Clarence’s polite request, she pushed the finger towards him with her nose. ‘That was very generous of you, Audrey,’ I said, making a big fuss of her.
She looked at me, and then looked at Clarence enjoying his feast – pleased that her gift was so obviously appreciated, then back at me again. ‘Yes – I am a kind little soul, aren’t I, Father,’ she seemed to be saying.
‘You certainly are, young lady,’ I replied.
Filed under Animals / Audrey / Cats / Dogs / Friendship / Kindness / Pets
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4 comments on “Fingers are for Pussies”
Jo Beaufoix / November 15th, 2007 at 1:40 pm
I love Audrey.
I think she might be an angel.
Napoleon Fantastic / November 15th, 2007 at 5:35 pm
Jo, She is a very generous dog when it comes to half-feral cats called Clarence, I know that.
Nelson Galaxy / November 23rd, 2007 at 4:42 pm
I don’t remember Daktari. What does it all mean?
Napoleon Fantastic / November 24th, 2007 at 1:16 pm
You remember Clarence the Cross-Eyed Lion, don’t you?
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