Miss Bebel

I thought it's funny how on our recent weekend break my little son proclaims that he wanted to go home because he miss Bebel. It's funny because usually it is his sister that would whine about missing the cats. It's infectious I see.
Truth be told, I miss Bebel and the Little Lempers too. That little blob of fur who likes to run around the house and the slightly bigger blob of grey fur who likes to sleep in front of the bathroom, my bed, and on the sajadah or praying mat as well.
So last night I hug all our cats and an extra long hug for Bebel. Maybe she miss us to because somehow she managed to sneak in and sleep in our room last night. She woke us up in the middle of the night though, most probably nature calls.
Dear darling Bebel... May you live long, healthy and be with us always. Kiss kiss.

Scratching Session

I saw Bebel asleep on my bed, I thought, how cute! And I proceed to take a photo of her with my bb. I forgot her sixth sense when it come to camera. She immediately raise her head, with eyes still closed, and nudge my hand. Uh oh, this can only mean one thing: scratch me!

So I scratch her head, then under her chin, behind her left ear, behind her right ear, repeat with the other hand. This whole routine reminds me of my dad. After dinner while we're watching tv he'll often ask me or mom, whoever is closest at the time, to scratch his back. Difference is my dad would say directions saying left, right, up left a bit or further right whereas Bebel would just move her head indicating the areas she wanted to be scratched. Funny how my dad and my cat can be so similar :D

And what does Bebel do after this extra long scratching session that utilise both hands? She streched, clean herself a little bit, looks at me as if saying, good job human. Then promptly jumps down from the bed and walks out the room.

Oh Bebel, you silly grey cat :p