Little Bit AKA "Miss Piggy" Ruler of the Roost

This week's McLinky Blog Hop is all about pets!

I have 3 cats that rule the roost at my house. Well, lets correct that, 1 of the 3 cats  rule the roost. Cat in question, is Little Bit, who now has a new alias, "Miss Piggy."  This cat will do anything for people food, including turning over the kitchen trash can in the middle of the night to get leftovers out of it. This can is tall and I finally figured out how she is navigating to get into it.  She hops up on the chair, then to the 1/2 wall and the trash can sits beneath that wall in the kitchen. She literally jumps into the trash can in order to retrieve chicken bones, or whatever else in there that is tantalizing! 

At first when I heard the huge thump in the kitchen, I thought someone was trying to break into the house. Once the haze of my sleep disappeared, I realized it was not the sound of glass breaking but the sound of the plastic trash can hitting the floor. Of course this action sends Little Bit AKA "Miss Piggy" scurrying out of the kitchen with the speed of light, looking for the nearest piece of furniture that she can hit under and play the total innocent. What is really funny is the way that she will peak out from underneath, with wide eyes, as if she is scared to death!  Maybe she is if she thinks I am going to be coming after her.



The trash can now gets emptied out nightly so I am sure the midnight raids are over and all I will hear is the sound of her purring as she sleeps next to me in bed.

Little Bit was the last cat to join the family. Now mind you, this cat is over a year old now and was just the size of the palm of my hand when I got her. She was the runt of the litter and still looks like she is only about 6-8 months old. For such a small pint she sure throws her weight around. Misty the Siamese is about 10 years old now and she tolerates her antics. Little Bit tries to get her to play to no avail and they end up in a boxing and hissing match.

Miss Kitty, the old lady of the group was a rescue kitten when I first moved here. We found her up in a tree, in the middle of winter and there was snow on the ground and more coming down. I pulled her out of the tree, wrapped her in a towel to warm her and then fed her. From that day forward she was our kitten. At this point in her life she just lays around on the window ledge soaking up the sunshine, or on the bed sleeping. She gives Little Bit that look that says "don't bug me," then closes her eyes and goes back to sleep. Little Bit has enough sense not to get into her territory.

It seems like Little Bit is always into something, but then she turns right around and melts your heart. She will come hop up on the bed, put her front paws into the palm of my hand, lay her head on top of her paws and go to sleep. As I listen to her purring in total contentment, I can't stay angry with her for long.

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