Of course I wanted to know where my toilet would be located. After all I am a clean cat! You wouldn’t believe Mr. & Mrs. Nice, though.
I was given a walk through my new accomodations. Guess, where they took me first? You guessed it, my bathroom. It is located in the basement where the washer and dryer are. Off it went to the two other rooms in the basement where Mr. Nice keeps his tools and another huge room they call „The Hobby Room“, whatever that is. Looks more like the place where they keep everything they don’t really want upstairs.
On the first floor I already knew where the living- and diningroom, kitchen and guest bathroom („Off limits“ to me I overheard them say) were located. I dine in the kitchen near the refrigerator out of three brandnew bowls. One for water, one for dry food and one for canned food. As you can see, I am not lacking anything. I’ve overheard them talking that they have bought different dry and canned foods in case I was a picky eater. „People! I’ve lived in an animal shelter! You eat what you get there or you will go hungry!“ Well, I won’t spoil it for them since they have so much fun spoiling me, Stella-The-Cat.
Now you tell me, can life get any better than that? Three bowls, my choice of food and grass!! This is like eating in a restaurant.
Then we went to the second floor where three bedrooms and the master bathroom are located. Not bad, I thought. I guess I’ll stick around for a while. Wonder if they will let me sleep in their bedroom sometimes. Oops, just heard Mrs. Nice say, that sleeping in the bedroom is a „no no“. Oh well, someone else sleeps in this house. His room is on this floor, too. I can work on him when I meet him. Then there is the third bedroom which is used for a guestroom. Mrs. Nice said, I can go in there, but not sleep. I guess she is afraid I will claim it for myself and not let any visitors sleep in there. We’ll see about that. 🙂
The third floor has a huge bedroom that they are working on at the moment and another room where Mrs. Nice has all her painting and craft materials.
In conclusion, I must say, I am going to like it here very much and I am glad I got out of this raggedy joint at the animal shelter.
Do you remember my previous post where I told you about my fuzzy coat? Well, I am looking pretty good now. I have got this neat little brush and comb all to myself and it sure is nice having someone helping me with this long hair. I love being brushed and combed.
This is my new life. Now I have got the difficult task ahead of me of training Mr. & Mrs. Nice.
Oh, before I forget it. They took me about five more times to my bathroom in the basement. Like I am stupid or something! Well, to make life easier I used it and they could rest easily that night.