Search

Ziggy in her tub

Google Street Cat

Ziggy now appears on Google Street View.

It’s all because of this cat tree…

We’d noticed for awhile that Ziggy liked to climb high, so we decided to get her a tree. Admittedly I didn’t research for long. I ordered the Fluffy II because it was reasonably priced and 163cm tall. I guesstimated since it was ten centimetres shorter than me, it would be high enough to interest the resident feline but wouldn’t take up too much room.

What I failed to take into account was the Fluffy II’s width. And its thick, thick covering of faux sheepskin. And the giant furry crow’s nest on the top.

It was bloody huge. It hogged half the window and dominated our not-large living room.

“I think we’ll need to return it,” I said to Gareth as he finished the assembly.

No way, said Ziggy, who immediately jumped to the top level.

She’s been up that bloody tree for about 80% of her time ever since.

It’s like she’d been phoning it in the last three years, hoping this moment would come. Now that she has Fluffy Towers, as Gareth named it, she no longer has to feign interest in engaging with us. She can simply reign from above, watching and judging, descending only briefly for food or litter tray or treats or a backyard stroll or a few stair runs. Then she’s all, “BYEEEE!” and hops back up to the luxurious embrace of fake fleece.

Hanging out in my tub

She spends her days alternating blissful snoozes with surveying the neighbourhood.

Ziggy snoozing in her tower

Spying on the neighbours

At night, she observes what is happening in the kitchen from the safety of the penthouse.

What's going on?
Hey! That better be a tin of tuna you’re opening.

Recently I went to Google Maps on my computer to plan a bus journey. When I typed in our address, the thumbnail image of our street caught my eye. It looked like the Google Street View car had been in the neighbourhood back in March, for the first time in a decade. Instead of a previous resident’s caravan, our driveway was now empty.

I clicked and zoomed in. And lo, there was Fluffy Towers in the window, topped with two blurry triangles of snoozing cat ears!

That made my year, I tells ya.

Ziggy on Google Street View

The first time Mother-In-Law Mary saw Fluffy Towers, she froze halfway up the drive and burst out laughing. She slapped her hands to her thighs and laughed and laughed and laughed. Before that moment I’d thought, maybe it isn’t so ridiculous, we can get away with it! But such a reaction from lovely mild-mannered Mary confirmed it was bloody ridiculous.

We are now at peace with the big woolly wedding cake (as father-in-law Dave calls it) and its sun-blocking properties. There are occasional double takes from passers-by. And as I took a parcel the other day the postman remarked, “I see the Queen is in her castle today!”

But every time I arrive home to this surly face, it’s a small price to pay for a happy cat.

Greetings, Human
So… you have returned.

About Shauna Reid

Ahoy there! I’m an author, copywriter and old school blogger. I love telling stories about life and helping my clients to tell theirs. Find out more about me and how we can work together.

Want to say hello? I’m on Instagram, Facebook and Twitter.


27 thoughts on “Google Street Cat

  1. Purrrfect tale! Being a dog person, I don’t usually care for cat capers, but your vivid storytelling and the perfectly captioned pics keep me reading and chuckling all the way to the end. Loved it 🙂

  2. This is just all kinds of awesome! What a perfect window for wee Ziggy’s castle! A Google map star too is Ziggy! Thanks for the morning smiles. ((Hugs))

  3. For many years, I lived in a condo with limited interesting viewing for the cats, so I got a tower. It took up a lot of space but I was lucky that I could put it in a corner that was generally unused. They *loved* it!
    And now I work from home, in a house with lots of windows. The tower sits next to my desk and I usually have someone looking down at me through the day. 🙂

  4. This has made my day! Ziggy is gorgeous.

    My old boy wasn’t a “high up” cat, he was a weirdo “low down likes to hide under bushes and chairs ready to pounce” cat so no fluffy towers were required at my house 🙂

  5. Glad my cat can’t access social media and blogs and find out how the other half lives , he will remain ignorant of the existence of Fluffy Towers

      1. But I will admit I’ve thought in my head which pieces of furniture I could take out from the living room to make room hahaha

  6. This post was laugh-therapy for me! I’ll be able to peek a these pictures of the cat palace and get a giggle from now on. The sheer absurd delight that motivates y’all to give up precious light does my heart good. I love your blog so much. I’m a long time reader of What’s Up, Pussycat? and your warm, wry humour has always moved me. Sending you and G and Ziggy (and Rhiannon and the Mothership and inlaws…) lots of love from Virginia. x

    1. Oh Shelley, thank you so much for this lovely comment and for reading all these years! Lots of love back at you! 🙂 🙂 🙂

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Name *