There’s a new kid on the block, a new face at the table, a new beat to my heart. This is Minou and isn’t she a beauty!
Now here’s a story for you, grab that coffee and settle down.
You know me, I love cats, always have and always will. Cats crawl into your heart space and steal your breath away, they are the theif in the night that takes all the love and then like Robin Hood brings it back ten fold and showers you with wonder. They are little people with big characters. When I lost both Baby and Hank (especially my darling Hank) last month I thought my heart would break. I thought that there was no way to step away from the torture of seeing him everywhere, of missing him every moment of the day.
Friends suggested I look out for a kitten, maybe a little white one. Just this past weekend I decided that maybe I should try to find a companion for Berti. Poor old Berti lies in front of the fire looking more like a rug than ever. He has upgraded his ‘depressed puss’ look to a standard that defies belief. He needs some fun, he needs his pal to play with again.
On Saturday I dropped Idgy at Sue’s house ready to head to Hopetoun House and help on her stand. “You’ve got to see Sue’s cat Mum, she is awesome!” with a recommendation like that I had no choice but to be introduced to Amber. Now I realised that my darling daughter was not exaggerating when I saw this gorgeous creature. “Wow, what kind of cat is she?” I asked. Turns out she is a Bengal cat, looks very like a mini leopard. I was impressed.
Scroll through the day and I visit Mum and have a great lunch out with Colin. In the evening I am at Madge’s house and we’re having a glass of wine (or two).”I think I should look for a pal for Berti, maybe a white kitten” I tell her. Instantly Madge hits the laptop and starts searching cyberspace for the perfect feline friend.
“Don’t be ridiculous, we’ll never find a cat on there” I whine and stick my head firmly into my glass. Pictures of Hank swirl into my mind and I’m quite sure this is a total waste of time.
Within a moment Madge shrieks “Bloody hell there’s a Bengal cat on here looking for a home and it’s in Edinburgh”. I am roused from my memories and prick up my ears. “A Bengal cat?”, “Yes one of those fancy tiger type cats, pretty rare really” says Madge who is now thoroughly over excited at all this. I see the lovely Amber in my minds eye and I see Idgy all glowing and excited just this morning holding her and saying how gorgeous she was and wishing she had one.
There is nothing else for it. “What’s the number?” I ask with pen at the ready. We phone that night and on the Sunday morning but there is no answer. I take home the piece of paper and swear to myself that I will call on Monday morning before I head to the fair in Stirling.
9am Monday and I call. The lady sounds lovely and says she had to remove the advert as she was getting all sorts of calls about puss that didn’t sound too nice. She was worried for her cat and only wanted a good home for her. It turned out that this was her fathers cat and he had died last year. Poor puss waited every day at the window for him to come home. She was used to having him with her all day as he had worked from home, suddenly she was alone and lost and didn’t know what to do.
I found myself telling her about Hank and Baby, I found myself on the phone sharing tears with a stranger. I asked if I could come and meet the cat and realised that as I was working in Stirling that day I was going half way there. The mission was set. I did the fair, drove to see Madge (had to have my partner in crime involved of course) and then went to meet Minou.
I met Minou in all feline finery. Stripes and spots and soft deep fur, bright green eyes and a look of such depth, such knowingness, such calm. I met Minou and just knew she was coming home with me.
Minou came home with me on Monday night. She sang along to my country cd from east coast to west. She leaped out of the cat box and marched round the kitchen. She stole my daughters heart within about two seconds.
Harry was horrified but the two of them are getting on fine. She is shocked by Berti and doesn’t know what to make of him. They are wary but calm. I know they will become good friends.
So far Minou’s hobbies include;
So this morning I would like to introduce you to Minou. I wanted to wait a few days to see how she settled with Harry and Berti before I told you about her, but she is fitting in so well I just had to ‘let the cat out of the bag’, so here she is…..
Thank you Kate for giving us this wonderful new friend and for adding a little bit more life and love to our little corner of the world.