{"id":266,"date":"2010-12-05T22:23:57","date_gmt":"2010-12-05T22:23:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/?p=266"},"modified":"2011-04-27T17:21:21","modified_gmt":"2011-04-27T16:21:21","slug":"cats-i-have-known-fluff","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/cats-i-have-known-fluff\/","title":{"rendered":"Cats I Have Known &#8211; Fluff"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\nFluff turned up on our doorstep, with the unerring instinct that some stray cats have of finding a soft touch for a saucer of milk and a stroke. At the time we still had <a href='\/blog\/archives\/208'>Heidi<\/a>, so we had some food to offer this rather scruffy tabby and white cat, who had at some point lost a decent-sized portion of tail. With the inspired obviousness of a small child, I decided to call her &#8216;Fluff&#8217;, since she was a longhair.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nOver time she worked up the courage to enter the kitchen, then the hall, and the living room, and ultimately to adopt us. She was quite affectionate, in a sort of serious way &#8211; she liked to lick your hand, but she did so in the manner of a solid, middle-aged matron wiping the corner of your mouth with a moistened hanky. She liked laps too, and would purr like a steam engine, while drooling onto your jeans. She couldn&#8217;t half snore, too.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nShe was there for pretty much all of the childhood that I can remember &#8211; she certainly had a good innings, not stalking off to the cat bed in the sky till I was away at uni. I think all of our Christmas photos from my youth have a few shots of Fluff, mostly refusing to pose nicely for the camera. Naturally, she got some <a href='\/blog\/archives\/168'>cat treats<\/a> for Christmas; initially these were wrapped and placed under the tree, but she could sniff a treat at 1000 paces, and after shredding the wrapping paper one year (well before Xmas morn), these had to be hidden until the last minute in subsequent years.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fluff turned up on our doorstep, with the unerring instinct that some stray cats have of finding a soft touch for a saucer of milk and a stroke. At the time we still had Heidi, so we had some food to offer this rather scruffy tabby and white cat, who had at some point lost [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-266","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-idle"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/266","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=266"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/266\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":615,"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/266\/revisions\/615"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=266"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=266"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/monkeyshines.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=266"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}