Hooman already had a cat flap into the house. This was used by The Wally to scream at full speed out of the house whenever a horse and cart, people, dogs, moths, bees, gusts of wind, and so on, dared to go past the house at any point. The Wally just about fits through the cat flap. Teddy’s head just about fits through the cat flap. The rest of him does not.
It was a couple of days before The Batman and myself ventured inside, and stayed there. This was mostly due to dogs noses, tongues, and their oversized paws that inevitably trod on us at some point, sending us scampering outside and up a tree, or back to Kitty Corner.
We eventually got to the point where we would fall asleep, which made hooman very happy, as he was getting fed up of going to the window to check on us every 90 seconds.
So, from this point on we pretty much chilled out inside, rather than outside. When we chilled out outside, we sat on the roof of Kitty corner. This was not acceptable to hooman, and he decided that some sort of kitty resort hotel was required for us. We did not disagree.
All the planning permits were put in place, and from having no ‘gaff of our own’ to having a ‘gaff of our own’ only took a few hours of getting bits and bobs together. We exchanged keys, signed paperwork, and the ‘Killa Villa’ was ours.
With some old wood, some duct tape, nails, screws, and 2 old table-mat things, we had a little house up away from the dogs, in a tree, where we could play.
Despite now being well and truly on the property ladder, this was not good enough. We sent a letter of complaint to the developer, and outlined our grievances. Some legal wrangling went on, and eventually the developer folded. We had the additions we wanted.
Sitting platform hammock things x 2
Hanging pole scratching post swing death contraption thing x 1
So, we had a place to sleep, play, sit, and watch the world go by, in our very own cherry tree. All was well with the world.
This became our summer hangout spot. It also meant that hooman didn’t get so much cat hair on his sofa, which had to be covered with fleeces as the house was no longer his, and was instead run by a cabal of critters.
Much playful jolly japery was had by all*
*Except for the dogs and hooman, who were not allowed into the house on account of their gargantuan size.