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Just why humans make such a silly comment when they want to convince someone that they are a soft touch, I just don't know. I wouldn't want my red Burmese, Tula, hearing such rubbish. She may be affectionate and gentle, but she is no kind of soft touch!
Tula knows exactly what she wants and plans strategically how to make it happen. A closed door? No problem, unless its Yale or Chubb locked. She can open Suffolk latches by jumping up and giving it a tap and, if that fails, the thumping sound gives the game away that she's attempting to 'shoulder' it open instead. All this is accompanied by loud shrieks of protest and damage to the paintwork. I once held a play-reading group at home, and members will long remember the wailing noises-off, right in the middle of a Blithe Spirit haunting moment. Her timing was spot-on!
If I am in the bathroom and Tula decides that she wants to be in there with me, first comes the noisy complaint, quickly followed by frenetic attempts to climb the houseplants, a bit too conveniently situated near a small internal bathroom window, which I deliberately leave only half open, in an attempt to discourage her. Failing to gain entry this way, she then goes outside to climb onto the external window-sill, and through to the bathroom and me. She then jumps onto my shoulders, no matter where I am or in what position, making a cheerful, vibrating purr of football-hooligan decibels.
She has taught herself to turn on my electronic bathroom scales with one dab of her elegant paw. Apparently, she enjoys seeing the red numerals light up and, if she can, will do this several times a day, although she never stands on it to check her weight. She knows it annoys me, because she gives me one of her especially complacent looks each time!
Tula also knows that she isn't supposed to go upstairs, and enjoys challenging me to catch her as she sprints ahead. This appears to be one of the few times when she doesn't display her amazing intelligence because, when hiding under the bed, she gives it away by purring so loudly. However, I'm really the silly one because,of course, she wants me to find her!
I love Tula to bits and am extremely proud of her .... but she is an infuriating feline. Her latest interest is in computing. The keyboard is a source of great fun (to her) as she watches changes on the monitor caused by those enquiring paws. Many times, pages of my latest magazine have disappeared under her editorship. My greatest concern is that she might catch on to using the computer mouse. I'm keeping very quiet about the name and desperately hope its shape won't intrigue her. I'm not kidding ... if she starts using my mouse, then I am going to resign and she can take over as full-time Editor. I have no intention of being a nice "Pussycat" to such a feline terrorist!
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