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Animals of my recent acquaintance
Sep. 26th, 2009 06:40 pm1)
On the last warm day I spent in St Andrews, Debbie and I went swimming in the sea at West Sands. It was a warm day, but the water was cold cold cold. Still fun, though. And even though West Sands is relatively bare, I found a little bit of floating seaweed, and on it was a little baby crab!
It was probably the most adorable thing ever. It was tiny and round, like a ball bearing with legs (and about the size of one, too). It was also completely transparent, except for a few little dark specks of organs inside it, and huge, opalescent turquoise eyes. It crawled around on my hand for a while, but as I brought my big myopic face close to get a better look, it started waving its tiny transparent claws at me in the aggressive manner of an adult crab (see photo).
2)
As I was walking home last night, I saw a little grey tabby cat trotting quickly in the other direction, coming towards me. It slowed as it neared, and then came right up to me. I bent down to stroke it, and since it was so affectionate stayed there for several minutes, petting it. Then as I tried to walk away, it kept butting in front of my legs. I would pet it again, and step around it, and walk on, and it would repeat its actions. Once it started off into the walkway of a house; I think that must've been where it lives, and it was under the impression that I would let it inside.
It kept following me, though, for a few hundred metres down the street. As we crossed a side street it paused for a long time in the middle of the road, looking up as if confused. I watched it there, confused myself and a little concerned for the safety of a cat so absentminded it would stop in the middle of the road. Eventually it crossed over, and I knelt to stroke it again. It batted at my hand in that non-clawing, reprimanding way that cats do, then flounced away huffily, back the way we'd come.
3)
I really hope I got a little bit of cat smell on me, though, because our flat is overrun with mice. They are everywhere, and really bold! They just wander out, even when we are sitting around, not even cautious enough to wait until we've gone to bed. It's pretty disgusting. Rumour has it that one new flatmate is bringing some cats with her when she comes, and I really hope it's true.
On the last warm day I spent in St Andrews, Debbie and I went swimming in the sea at West Sands. It was a warm day, but the water was cold cold cold. Still fun, though. And even though West Sands is relatively bare, I found a little bit of floating seaweed, and on it was a little baby crab!
It was probably the most adorable thing ever. It was tiny and round, like a ball bearing with legs (and about the size of one, too). It was also completely transparent, except for a few little dark specks of organs inside it, and huge, opalescent turquoise eyes. It crawled around on my hand for a while, but as I brought my big myopic face close to get a better look, it started waving its tiny transparent claws at me in the aggressive manner of an adult crab (see photo).
2)
As I was walking home last night, I saw a little grey tabby cat trotting quickly in the other direction, coming towards me. It slowed as it neared, and then came right up to me. I bent down to stroke it, and since it was so affectionate stayed there for several minutes, petting it. Then as I tried to walk away, it kept butting in front of my legs. I would pet it again, and step around it, and walk on, and it would repeat its actions. Once it started off into the walkway of a house; I think that must've been where it lives, and it was under the impression that I would let it inside.
It kept following me, though, for a few hundred metres down the street. As we crossed a side street it paused for a long time in the middle of the road, looking up as if confused. I watched it there, confused myself and a little concerned for the safety of a cat so absentminded it would stop in the middle of the road. Eventually it crossed over, and I knelt to stroke it again. It batted at my hand in that non-clawing, reprimanding way that cats do, then flounced away huffily, back the way we'd come.
3)
I really hope I got a little bit of cat smell on me, though, because our flat is overrun with mice. They are everywhere, and really bold! They just wander out, even when we are sitting around, not even cautious enough to wait until we've gone to bed. It's pretty disgusting. Rumour has it that one new flatmate is bringing some cats with her when she comes, and I really hope it's true.
