Monday, 16 September 2013

Introducing the Tiny Grey Cat

Hello again, folks! 

I'm not here to talk about myself today, but rather to introduce you to someone much more important. That's right; my cat. He is this blog's namesake after all. 

Oh! So handsome! ;)

My tiny grey cat is called Soldier and he is my best friend. We've been through so much together and I can't imagine my life without him. He's eight years old now, so we hopefully have many more years together yet. 


True love

You know how you always hear girls these days saying that they're a 'crazy cat lady'? That seems to suddenly be the 'cool' thing to be. Well, as much as I hate anything trendy, I'm afraid I really am a Crazy Cat Lady extraordinaire. Always have been, always will be. To discover just how much of a CCL I am, let me take you on a little story of how Soldier and I came to be comrades at arms...

So, back in 2005 I had just finished university and was living at home with my mum and stepdad. They live in a tiny village, where there is one mansion and all the other houses are kinda centred around it, dating back to when it was a mill, brewery and various outbuildings. Needless to say, the neighbours who lived in 'the big house', were very wealthy. I always find that the more money someone has, is directly proportionate to how little brains they have. That was certainly true of the mother of this family. 
She bought a female kitten for the youngest son's birthday. They didn't get her spayed. By the time she was six or seven months old, she was already pregnant with her first litter. She was so young and tiny that she couldn't produce enough milk to feed her babies, so they all had to be bottle-fed, every 2 hours, 24 hours a day. 
This wealthy family had a house in Sweden, where they spent their summers, so when the kittens were only a few weeks old, off they went on their holidays. I stepped in and hand-reared the kittens whilst they were away, including emergency trips to the vet because they were riddled with worms and all sorts, resulting in me having to syringe feed them medicine in addition to milk. Oh my lordy, those sweet babies would have died if I hadn't butted in to care for them. 


Soldier with his mama and two of his siblings :D

Flash forward to the end of summer and the kittens were eight weeks old and ready to go to their new forever homes. I bawled my eyes out as each one went. The family kept one for their other son and named him Soldier.

Obviously after spending weeks lovingly bottle feeding and looking after him, I had a lot of emotion invested in Soldier, so I kept a very close eye on him and how he was being cared for. Or not cared for, as is more accurate. This family didn't seem to have any clue about animals or their needs. I cannot and will not stand for any kind of animal neglect or mistreatment. I would end up feeding Soldier and his mum in my garden, in secret, so that I knew they were getting enough food. I can't count the number of times I hid in the bushes between our houses, sometimes late at night, so I could see what was going on and how they treated him. See, told you I was a Crazy Cat Lady!



Exploring and snoozing are specialities.

Soldier soon decided that he preferred me and my house than his own. I sometimes babysat for the young boys and Soldier would follow me round to their house, wait outside on the windowsill, then follow me home again when I left. In the end the family said that I should just officially adopt him because (and I quote) "We don't want to pay vet bills if we don't see him much". I was only too happy to become Soldier's official kitty mama, and the rest, as they say, is history. I wish I could have taken his mum as well, but there was no way I could, plus she was independent and liked to be an only cat. I did, however, make sure they got her spayed, so the same calamity couldn't happen again.

Soldier and I have since moved house three times together and spent countless hours snuggling and being ridiculous. 



My baby!

So, there we have the Tale of How Soldier and Lily Came to Be Best Buddies Forever and Ever (abridged version).
You can look forward to many more pictures of his handsome face in future posts! But to keep you going until then, here are a couple more ;)




Some of his expressions crack me up!

Well, I hope you're all having a fab Monday (if there is such a thing) and stop by again soon :)



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3 comments:

  1. What a wonderful story to read on a Monday morning :) You and solider keep on taking good care of one another.

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  2. What a sweet post! Loved reading this little background story!

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