Othello, felinus emeritus
If I may introduce myself,
I am Othello, felinus emeritus. I have lived with my people going on 16 years and am proud to say they are trained most attractively withal. When I moved in I had five peeple, but the kittens grew large and unwieldy and I convinced the Elders to put them out. I am delighted to say that the youngest of the lot has since had a kitten of his own which he returns to me periodically, and it's a very well-behaved little thing, gentle of hand and soft of voice. Its main weakness is insisting in referring to me as "she", but those kittens are dim in such matters.
I am interested in hearing from cats who enjoy a rural existence; I am of the domicile variety. In my youth I was able to escape now and again, and enjoy a fairly decent territory, but as I have lost my hearing my Main Elder is most watchful to see that I do not get outside. I read lips, (they don't know that) and I have heard her say that she worries that I would not hear an automobile. I admit to being quite touched by her solicitous affection. In temperate weather she does take me out on a long leash and is careful to maintain a loose tension in the belief that she is allowing me the sensation of freedom. I understand this as baneful to a younger cat but if my choices are to be on leash or never be outside I prefer the former. She does allow me to move about the perimeter of my territory and mark it, so I have the satisfaction of watching from the window as rivals move away.
I am delighted to have found this site. I share the use of the computer with two dolls and four teddy bears (a congenial lot but young, with the tendency to the wordy, limiting my time online) but I have staked out a time slot and mean to peruse all letters and articles at least once a week.
Pleased to have made your collective acquaintance.
Othello R. Felinus Emeritus