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I call
these three the "grandcats" (as opposed to
Grandchildren) as they don't live with me, but belong to
my elder daughter and her fiance. Marmite and Twiglet were
rescue cats, sister and brother. Marmite is black all
over and Twiglet was a tabby. There were quite a few trips to the rescue centre before these two came along as kittens a couple of years ago. They were loved as much as any cats could be, with toys galore. Twiglet used to like riding on Brian's shoulder and even on occasions went into work with him. |
| However, one dark night, Twiglet was hit by a car and killed outright. | |
| So, back to the rescue centre for a new friend for Marmite. |
| I went
with them this time and as soon as we walked in, we saw Albert (they'd chosen the name before the cat!).
He started talking to us and that was that...he was
definitely the one. He was a young ginger cat, about six
months old or so, picked up as a stray. Once he'd been
neutered he went to live with them. After a few scraps
with Marmite, they learnt to live happily with one
another. He was a prolific hunter and brought home all sorts of gifts for his new parents..voles, mice, lizards etc. |
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| Then, about six
months ago, Albert came home with his tail dragging
lifelessly behind him and several claws missing. It would
seem that he, too, had been hit by a car. After a couple of weeks, when the vets hoped in vain that he would regain the use of his tail, he had to have it amputated. Now he doesn't even have a stump.....As we don't know how he became to be a stray in the first place, goodness knows how many of his nine lives he has used up! |
