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Eannie and Meannie

From: Marcia Richards

Eannie and Meannie

Eannei and Meannie, my two boys have been my alarm clocks for nearly five years now.

It all began when I first got them, and I would allow them to jump all over me when they were kittens. As they have grown they have become bigger and heavier. My alarm is set for 7am for work, in the early morning about 7am they will try anything to get me up to feed them. From simple nuzzling into neck, chewing my ear, mewing into my ear, to the almost inevitable jumping onto me from a bedside cabinet right onto my stomach. Once I have got up, they race to the kitchen and jump onto a whicker chair. There they wait patiently until I arrive. If I forget to put on any footwear they jump down and nuzzle and lick my feet, this is really ticklish especially early in the morning. My only drawback is at the weekend I can never get a late lie-in.

Once they have had their feed they then have a grooming, which starts their little purr engines going. And they are very loud when I use a special brush with little soft nails in. Meannie loves being stroked and will sit on anyones lap, Eannie just loves to look down on people and likes his high sitting spots. The other day I had a funny moment with them, my friend came over with her little poodle dog, my two fur-balls had never seen a poodle before and were very confused. They both did a double-take not believing what they were seeing and crashed into each other in their attempts to be somewhere else. Eventually curiousity got the better of them and they both came out of hiding. Jenny the little poodle is a big softie and allowed the two boys to have a good inspection of her before they both lost interest and raced out to the back.

I have a small pond outback and in the early summer I am sure to get lots of little presents from my two boys. The usual present is a small frog or lizard and they are never harmed, I simply accept the offer and return the gift to the pond. I have had a few headless mice which gives me a shiver down my back but no birds. My birdtable is protected from the boys and they will sit for hours in the sun just watching and waiting for an opportunity. One bird a lovely blackbird that visited regularly last summer was very cheeky. He would hop over to my boys and they would become very confused and run back indoors!

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