| These
three, children of Sam, started
off with the provisional names of Rag, Tag and Bobtail,
until we decided to keep them all and gave them their
permanent names. |
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Bagpuss hated
her nieces and nephew and decided to go walkabout. She
got herself hopelessly lost - after about three weeks we
found her at the end of a garden only a few houses away,
camping out under an old tree stump. |
| So at one
time, I was dominated by six kitties, Smudge, Sam, Bagpuss and the babies, Prudence,
Podge and Nana. |
| Nana, who
as a new-born kitten was the biggest of the litter, grew
up into a delicate, feminine black cat who was very quiet
and kept a low profile, spending most of her time on a
chair under the dining table. I think she thought that
she existed on a higher level than the other five cats
and so carried on with her own secluded way of life. She
suddenly fell ill and had to be put down when she was
only a few years old. |
| Podge was the only boy
in the litter - white with black markings, and very
affectionate. Life for him was one long sleepfest. |
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He gave us a good few
years of love and affection until he too suffered from
kidney failure...... |
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