After a brutal winter of endless confinement and mild depression what does a big black domestic cat do in London, England when the first warm days arrive? This is what mine did. It’s a simple, but I hope, subtle, basic movie, which I think conveys something of the pleasures that a cat derives from going out in the garden, on the grass, in the warmth with his human. You’ll hear the birds and the London traffic! I’ve deliberately kept them in because that is the reality of London life.
Charlie insists that I go out with him. This may be because we are together all the time and he does not go out that much due to the English weather and me being a hermit ;). He is a bit anxious about going out – a good thing from a safety point of view.
For me, one of the most interesting little snippets is Charlie sniffing intently on the air. I think, actually, he might be “Flemming” for a while. It is not clear. This is tasting the air. You can see his mouth very slightly open to let the air pass over his Jacobson’s organ.
Of course, he had to nosh (English slang for “eat”) some nice, fresh, green grass. People aren’t sure why cats eat grass. My considered theory is that it improves oxygen intact into the blood stream making the cat a more efficient predator.
Charlie rolls over in the grass. This is a sign of joy. I love these moments with my cat companion.