The legend of the cat bushes

Because I have had a bad time with her not paying me the attention I deserve, not even letting me use the healing paws and staying in bed and not letting me in...
'Wait a minute, Sasha! Yesterday you slept on the bed all day and I had to rug up on the lounge!'
Well it was all very bad and I don't like to hear you coughing...
So, to continue my story.
Lynettea was massaging me and removing my winter fluffs, when she told me a story about my ancestors' home in Russia. The beautiful wild Russian cats, when the spring turns to summer, rub themselves on bushes which have evolved to capture their loose furs. Imagine the soft furs looking like grey mist in the fields.

I think she made this up.

Everyday Activities

Lynettea took some photos of my morning activities, so I thought I would put them on line before we go out. I hope to take her for her walkies in a few minutes.

So when are we going to go outside?

The weather is fine. I am ready to go.

Breakfast was tasty but I am looking for a lizard.

The last of my food demolished. She needs to put down some more.

Thunderstorm

We had a short but very noisy thunderstorm.  I sat near her so she could hold me and feel safe.

Training the Human

I thought my training of Lynettea was progressing well until we had the relapse. She is inconsistent and unreliable.
I had her trained by two methods to obey my instructions.
First the meow. She looks around and tries to work out what I want. It is hard for her. I can see her mind darting around. Food? That is the first concern. Even if she has recently filled the bowl, it could be empty.
No!
Window open? I like to be able to look out  even if it is cold. Sometimes she refuses to open it.
Walkies? Patting? Massage brush? Playtime?
It is hard for her, being human and unreceptive to logic.
I have also found another method. I reach up my pawsies to her to attract attention. I have very long legs so can reach quite far up her body, especially if she is sitting.
This worked well for a while until she kept being busy and going out.
Try and then try again is my motto.
She is promising to obey my every wish. Is she? Did I mishear that?
I am even having to use an old photo!!!

I let them pat me

My visitor from Queensland was Lynettea's great niece and her friend. We couldn't work out what sort of relative I could call her so thought it would be auntie, as she is older than me and it sounded respectful. I let her and her friend pat me. They both have cats at home and were probably missing them, so it was a bit like me being a therapy cat  which I have always thought might be an interesting job.
But I don't think I will try it.
Hunting is my preferred career, but I am not allowed to do that.
Our visitors really wanted to see the pandas, but the pandas had just gone into a 5 day retreat, so they had to get toy pandas instead.
Lynettea is hoping they will come again next year. Maybe there will be some tiny pandas then.
Google made this photo of me.

Visitor

Lynettea says I am going to have a visitor, who is going to fly here from very far away, so I had better rest up and get prepared.
This visitor came to see Diamond many years ago. I hope she is not going to compare us. According to Lynettea each kitty has their own special qualities and pawsonality.
Anyway, she says, this visitor was so young when she came here before that she won't remember enough to compare us.
I saw in Diamond's notes that he had a favourite visitor who came once to see him.

me having a complete rest

But someone switch the light off.