Why I hesitate to get another cat = Zappy

If you are wondering why it is that I would not rush to get another furry friendly friend, ie. a cat then if Eric was not enough, then there was Zappy…He had many weird and wonderful ways, some of which resulted in a bite on the ankle for me, the others were unpleasant and then there were the baffling ones that had me scratching my head.

One of these bizarre behaviours he developed over this time was his interest in moccasins.  Not to put too strong a point on it but it really was a quite unnatural, dare I say, unhealthy interest in moccasins; the smellier the better.  Freshly removed and warm were perfection.  For those who are not familiar with intricacies of the Australian moccasin, they are fashioned out of sheepskin, the woolly surface on the inside of the shoe. 

A pungent freshly removed moccasin was like a magnet to Zappy; once vacated it was siren to him from the furthest corner of the house.  He would slink up to it to slowly savour it’s aroma like a fine wine.  Circling the chosen moccasin, he would start to rub his face around its warm inviting rim.  Moving from his head, Zappy would then cover his whole body with the scent with a back rubbing motion similar to a beach goer drying his back with a towel, except slower and dare I say, a more erotic movement.

But that was never enough.  When the temptation became too great, the ultimate experience was to thrust his head fully into the moccasin and completely immerse his senses in its perfume.  After some moments he would emerge, slightly intoxicated and very embarrassed by his abandonment of common sense and decency.  Recovering his dignity, he would snap out of his stupor and walk swiftly away from the source of the problem, to take up concerted grooming elsewhere.

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