Isis
“The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat: If you offer him pheasant he would rather have grouse,” The Rum Tum Tugger - T.S. Eliot.
Isis is much like the Rum Tum Tugger. Contrary and curious she is not like the other cats. One of Bast’s kittens, she inherited her father’s ginger genes and these show through her tabby coat.
This cat never ventures upstairs nor outside the humans’ boundary fence. Indeed, the garden is her territory and other cats venture in at their peril. She will wait on the shed roof and survey her domain. If the ape people enter the garden she will rush up to them and squawk loudly at them. Weird. We usually just leave her alone. Indoors she will settle in her basket under the chair. Woe betide any cat who dares to usurp that place.
Like her brother Ptolemy, she will take interest in the wildlife. Well, mice and voles. Unlike Ptolemy, she is more than happy to beat the living daylights out of fake mice. She has a grey stuffed mouse that she guards jealously and regularly beats into submission. Once, it had fur… Also, like Ptolemy she will occasionally inspect a hole in the
skirting because a mouse once hid there and you never know, one day it might just come out again.
