Trevor, A Cat on Form

Yesterday, realising we were close by the cattery, Octavia and I sent a text message to ask if we could drop in and see Trevor. The answer was yes.
He had just enjoyed his first day of freedom in the garden, enjoying the sunshine and mingling comfortably with the other cats, pinning one who had offended him to the ground under a bush, and retreating for a nap from time to time in his own house space. Someone came to see him last week, liked him, but has not offered him a home. Which means, if you are quick, this glossily healthy boy could be yours.



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Rosie and Trevor, the Black and White, and White and Black Cats

I took a couple of pictures of Rosie tonight, but I am not pleased with them. Maybe tomorrow. I should be home from work earlier, so with a bit of luck, it’ll be a bright day, I have not checked the forecast, and I’ll be able to capture her in her black and white glory. I am really enjoying getting to know this cat. It’s not my house, so once the bowls are rinsed and her food is placed, I don’t have any responsibility. I take my book, so I can be relaxed around her, and take my cue from how much interaction she wants for how long I stay. Celia is helping me with the meds, and it is getting easier. Rosie doesn’t like it, but she is less alarmed now.
I had news of the white and black cat Trevor today too. He has had another visit to the vet. His sores are healing well and he has put on 1.5 kg. that is pretty impressive in five or six weeks. His tummy problems are settling, and he eats as much as he can get his paws on. Continue reading