Sieste the cat, queen of all she surveys

Sieste explores 1

“I am the cat who walks by (her)self, and all places are alike to me.” That’s from Rudyard Kipling (whose Just So Story was actually about a male cat). Doesn’t Sieste look like she subscribes to that line of thinking one hundred per cent as she explores the Manse’s yard?

It’s quite something for our cat, Sieste, to have a great big yard to call her own. Until last fall, when we moved to the Manse and (to steal a joke from Stephen Leacock) she decided to come along, the extent of her outdoor explorations were occasional tentative forays a few feet into the back alley behind our Montreal home. And since it was well into fall when we moved here to Queensborough, and that fall was followed by such a long, brutal winter, she still had not spent much time exploring her new domain until very recently.

But now that the good weather has arrived, Sieste is quite interested in her new outdoor surroundings. I spent much of today doing yard work – raking up the usual winter detritus from the Manse’s expansive lawn. (I always forget how expansive it is until I have to start raking it all.) And Sieste was just such a good helper.

Okay, I’m totally lying. She didn’t help a bit. But she had a great time exploring the Manse property and watching me work. Supervising, I guess you would say. And somebody has to supervise.

Here is Sieste the elderly, deaf (but still curious) cat pacing and checking out the acreage:

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And here is what an elderly, deaf cat looks like after a hard day of outdoor supervision:

Sieste is sleepy

That is what I call a well-deserved rest.

10 thoughts on “Sieste the cat, queen of all she surveys

  1. we also had a “black and white” who enjoyed her last years patrolling our Black River property, counting birds and chasing frogs. What a perfect retirement life for a cat!

    • I believe it is! And I have to say, that day spent largely outdoors kept normally noisy Sieste very sleepy and quiet for about 24 hours afterwards. So it helped our night’s sleep as well!

  2. Lucky Sieste. There is a certain authority to her gait and stance, but napping seems to be her most impressive skill. Is that a slim drift of snow along the edge of your lawn?

    • She is indeed very good at napping, Hilary, but then what cat isn’t? Meanwhile, I am pleased to report that that is not snow that you see in the photo, but the birch logs that define the edges of our perennial garden. If I see snow again this winter – oops, spring – I think my head will explode!

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