Today there were two cats fighting on my neighbour’s roof. My own two cats looked at the fight with dilated pupils, duster-looking tails, from behind a glass door. With Siegfrieda staring alternately the two cats and me, then timidly meowing, as if saying “can’t you fix this?” (Sorry Zizi, I can’t.) And Kika eventually getting bored and going back to her cardboard box.

I know one of the roof fighters, by the way. Same owner as that roof. Extra cute; fluffy, all black coat, friendly towards humans… and extra hostile towards other cats. She used to play with Zizi as a kitten, until she fell sick and spent two days in the hospital. When she was back, her behaviour towards other cats went from wine to water.

A second neighbour - a crazy cat lady - is considering to steal that roof fighter. If she does it… well, I know nothing, I saw nothing, the roof fighter’s current owner clearly doesn’t care, the cat is often fighting but still outdoors 90% of the time. The crazy cat lady has a thousand flaws, but at least she loves her critters.

Speaking on Kika and her cardboard box: she’s still behaving like a spoiled 16yo kitten. Including night zoomies and her loud 3 AM “I hunts! I hunts! Come, see it!” meows. Pawing us for attention, as if saying “excuses? I is here!”, just to run back to her cardboard box. (She’s slowly destroying it, and spreading bits of that box everywhere.) It’s weird how needy she gets in the winter without caring about the cold itself.