More arrivals

All these years on I cannot remember precisely which fosters were in residence together. I can recall more or less when they arrived but I would have to dig out records to find their departure dates and it matters not in the least.

From the date on the above photograph I see that dear Joey came back to us in early 2011, just after the kittens had gone to their various homes.

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At that time it seems Piero was still with us. He was beautiful but although he had calmed down a lot he was still a little – excitable.

The right person eventually turned up for him and they got on like a house on fire.

In about April that year we had two new arrivals:

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Bridget and Macy were sisters who had been left behind in an apartment without food or water. The owner found them when she went in after the tenant had left.

Luckily, it had only been a day or two.

The sisters were closely bonded and we wanted desperately to keep them together but we soon realised that an adoption was going to be a real challenge because Bridget sometimes peed outside the box, prompting Grant to moan about grey cats!

He has a theory that they all have litter box issues.

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The girls were with us a long time but eventually they went to live with a man whose wife was disabled. They didn’t care about Bridget’s problem and thought the world of those cats.

When animals had been mistreated, they occupied a special place in my heart and I wanted so badly to protect them.

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Dishing out meals was sometimes a bit chaotic but these four were very well-mannered. They were the gentlest of cats.

We still have the tray we used to carry food bowls into the other rooms. Luckily we didn’t have any fussy eaters, though some did insist on having their bowls placed in a particular spot!

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Father’s Day that year provided another challenge. I was not popular with the neighbours who were without power for several hours.

The rest of the tree was deemed unsafe and had to be felled which was a sad loss.

The removal of that big old tree completely changed the ecology of the garden.

Not long after that fiasco, Grant called me one day to say I must accept another 3 cats. I moaned, but then he said: “They are Himalayans.”

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At least two of them were. Mother and daughter, I was never qute sure which was which.

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Lucy, just like Georgy, had lost her right eye. She had not been with us long when we learned that she had serious ear trouble that was obviously quite painful. We had to take her way north of Seattle to be treated by a specialist but she was much happier afterwards.

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Many was very pretty. She may have been part Himalayan. I knew as soon as I saw her that we would find a home for her quickly and sure enough, within days she had gone to live in a posh house in Gig Harbor where she settled in happily, judging from the photographs we saw, with a little girl and a dog.

Tikka and Lucy’s stories continued…

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