Friday, 1 March 2013

All change, please....

Smitonius:

Sonata has moved, and though she remains unconnected to the internet or the phone my little sister texted updates on the move day. I am sure Sonata will let us now what it was like for her, but what concerned her three daughters was the potential loss or damage to the crocodile skull in transit. Yes, you read correctly, we grew up with skeletons ON the cupboards (no doubt there are some rattling in them too). It only seems odd in retrospect, but at the time a crocodile skull on top of the furniture, the elephant's molar propping up the books, the bows and arrows in the corner, the red and black beads in a woven box, the Zebra skin on the shop's wall, and African carvings meant we were home. Sonata's other half spent time in what is now known as Zaire and these have travelled to wherever home might happen to be....

Ages and ages ago I seem to remember telling you all about our adopted cat Toots, brought home from Battersea Cats and Dogs home. We knew we were taking a risk to feel more heartache as she had a heart condition but - hey - none of us come with a guarantee.


Unfortunately Toots passed away in October suddenly. She had been a very loving companion who loved being with us in the kitchen in the evenings (we all played musical chairs), had a penchant for shortbread biscuits, and adored playing with silver chains. For a few months we thought we would not get another cat for a while. But, cat lovers know how it is.... driving past Battersea on the 5th of January we stopped off to re-register. One thing led to another and we walked out with not one cat but two:



Reputedly father and daughter combination (though the vet is very skeptical indeed), Mr Bo(jangles) is about 6 years old and his 'daughter' Suki is about one year old. He is an adorable nutcase who likes to wake us up at 7.30 am precisely by jumping onto the bed from the top of the cupboard. She is a little princess of a kitten and by far the bravest of them both. They get on well, and he encourages her to wash herself as it does not appear she lives up to his standards of grooming. They have just been introduced to the garden, though Mr Bo spent two days watching her explore through the window before venturing out. Suki has taken her first (unintentional) swim in the pond. Toots is sorely missed, but it is wonderful to have feline companions again (though given how much they eat, they could well be miniature horses).

6 comments:

Toffeeapple said...

What delightful creatures, you will surely enjoy their company even though Toots will be missed.

The Cranky Crone, she lives alone! said...

What beautiful cats, they sound like they will keep you amused and relaxed when they decide they want cuddles.
Purrfect.

English Rider said...

Beautiful amber eyes on Mr. Bo. and his "daughter" is a cutie too. Did you really believe you could visit an animal shelter without bringing someone furry home with you?

rachel said...

Sad to hear about Toots, but how lovely that you took another two home with you! But be careful - collecting cats can be addictive......

June said...

While I waited to meet Peep the other day, I noticed a plaque on the wall: Cats are like potato chips. You can't have just one.
And here you present proof of that.
Toots must have been one perfect kitty to need two to fill his mittens. And your new two appear to be sweethearts. So much fun learning a new animal, isn't it?

Marcheline said...

Congrats, Sonata, on a successful move. And welcome, welcome to the two new furry members of the family! They are absolutely adorable. Fond farewells to Toots - one must remember that we are not replacing them when they go, but rather welcoming new friends into our lives.