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Nala's Neighbourhood Watch

 


At my house, the standing summer tradition when the weather is particularly fine (started by my parents and continued by myself) is to always have the front door wide open from sunrise till dark. It’s a way of cooling the house. For those of you wondering the why of it. The recent delightful London weather resulted in the front door being left wide on many a day.

 

The postie shouts up when delivering mail and I pop down for a chat. Not so much during Lockdown, but it still happens. Neighbours stick a head in and I stop for a tea or coffee break, depending on schedules and commitments. Most recently I’ve had the pleasure of visits from my neighbour’s cat Nala. She’s newish to the neighbourhood, having been adopted from Battersea not so long ago.

 

These visits started out as shy forays up the stairs with a hasty dash back down if I spotted her. Gradually a ‘hello’ in her direction has turned into treats left in the hallway, then a stroke or two at the front door. We’ve now graduated to full on cuddles and a pass of inspection round the living room, checks on the rooms upstairs then back down for a sniff and wend round the papers, books and stationery on my desk. Not forgetting the obligatory crossing of my keyboard with tail right in front of my face. This last makes for some interesting edits in my works in progress. Zoom meetings also get a pass by on occasion.

 

I’m terrible at capturing these moments. My phone is never to hand or I’m too busy chatting to her to remember. But I’ve gained her trust to such a degree that her people now acknowledge my place as one of Nala’s many holiday residences (3 we know of). They’ve agreed to pay the second home tax bill and supply me with treats such as Roly’s fudge after holiday breaks as recompense. To catch up on Nala’s antics you can find videos of her exploits on Jinx’s Instagram page and my Facebook page. I’m just a lowly landlady doing the bidding of a very smooth kitty operator. And loving the extra benefits I might add.

 

The change in seasons means my open door policy will soon come to an end. But I’ve reopened the redundant cat flap in my front door. Maybe I’ll even upgrade to a swisher one. Who knows? Milady needs access at all hours after all.




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Comments

  1. So glad you have such a lovely cat for company. My stint at Shatton finished now. Next is looking after BB3 when Rog goes to Kent and London. Probably October now.

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  2. I used to leave my front door open on hot days. I was in a first floor flat with my own stairs up. I heard a noise and, thinking it was my neighbour, was surprised to find a fox half way up the stairs. Also used to have a cat visitor. The first time he visited (to my knowledge) was when he sauntered into the hall from my daughter's bedroom later in the evening.

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    1. We get a few foxes here too but I've never been visited by any as yet. Familiar with that saunter though. Regularly see them on their evening or early morning jaunts.

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