Perky: the many iterations of gray cats in my childhood, always with the same name
Walter, Boris, Roger: various cats of my blurred twenties
Linus & Lucy: the cats in early sobriety
Mandy: current kitty, age 16-- rescued from a hoarding situation where she spent the first 7 months of her life squeezed in a cat carrier. She’s still an indoor cat, bc cars and coyotes, but happy in the house. It’s a big world.
Jackson when I was little (about 5) in Petersham. He'd gone missing for days and I, finally, found him dead on a site near our house and then I would see him appear in the corner of my bedroom each night so I would go jump into mum and dad's bed.
And then there was Houdini when I lived in Greece as an adult! I found Houdini with his mouth stuck together - he had put his head in a bucket of glue somewhere on a camping ground I was living on. I took care of him and I'd lock him up in a shed so that my dog Coelho couldn't get to his food - and so he could gain strength after being unable to eat. But Houdini would also find a way out of that shed to hang out with Coelho, and hence . . . Houdini.
Loved this piece, LD. Loved learning about you through your jobs! I'll go do this too soon. Stay fab! 🧡
WOAH! I imagine that was scary as a child 🧡 sending you hugs. I am at a housesit right now where there cat I was meant to care for sadly passed about a week before my arrival. She was 18 years old! I swore she was on my bed last night.
Houdini sounds VERY deserving of his name!
I would love to read your list when you do it, if you ever share it. Stay wonderful, wonderful human 🧡
My neighbor growing up fed any cat that showed up. There were a lot. Similarly there were too many cats living on the dairy farm I lived on in Pennsylvannia. Cats I have lived with: Eno, Chloe, Napes, Bjork, Olaf, Frisky, and Murphy.
Ahhhh thank you Cathy! What wonderful names! 🧡 I have always loved when cats and cows mingle too. There is something very sweet about picturing that dairy farm.
Perky: the many iterations of gray cats in my childhood, always with the same name
Walter, Boris, Roger: various cats of my blurred twenties
Linus & Lucy: the cats in early sobriety
Mandy: current kitty, age 16-- rescued from a hoarding situation where she spent the first 7 months of her life squeezed in a cat carrier. She’s still an indoor cat, bc cars and coyotes, but happy in the house. It’s a big world.
Oh my gosh the same name! I love that so much. Did you decide that or did the adults?
I also think Mandy has a wonderful life now, thanks to you 🧡
Jackson when I was little (about 5) in Petersham. He'd gone missing for days and I, finally, found him dead on a site near our house and then I would see him appear in the corner of my bedroom each night so I would go jump into mum and dad's bed.
And then there was Houdini when I lived in Greece as an adult! I found Houdini with his mouth stuck together - he had put his head in a bucket of glue somewhere on a camping ground I was living on. I took care of him and I'd lock him up in a shed so that my dog Coelho couldn't get to his food - and so he could gain strength after being unable to eat. But Houdini would also find a way out of that shed to hang out with Coelho, and hence . . . Houdini.
Loved this piece, LD. Loved learning about you through your jobs! I'll go do this too soon. Stay fab! 🧡
WOAH! I imagine that was scary as a child 🧡 sending you hugs. I am at a housesit right now where there cat I was meant to care for sadly passed about a week before my arrival. She was 18 years old! I swore she was on my bed last night.
Houdini sounds VERY deserving of his name!
I would love to read your list when you do it, if you ever share it. Stay wonderful, wonderful human 🧡
- my cousins’ cat (whose name I forgot, sorry cousins’ cat)
- Rose, but everyone calls her Minou, the cat of my friend from uni
- Brifie, my former roommate’s house pet
- Babou, my dear friend rescued cat
- Tom, my first Canadian roommate cat (who loved drinking water out of the sink)
- Bouille, another closed friend’s cat (who I can still see from time to time on FaceTime)
- Toulouse (named after the Aristocats), my dear French companion’s cat*
- Forest (named because we found her in the forest), my dear French companion’s second cat*
* of whom I have an embarrassing number of picture on my phone due to pet sitting
Aristocats is an amazing film I need to rewatch yesterday! 🧡
I also need to FaceTime more cats! 🧡
My neighbor growing up fed any cat that showed up. There were a lot. Similarly there were too many cats living on the dairy farm I lived on in Pennsylvannia. Cats I have lived with: Eno, Chloe, Napes, Bjork, Olaf, Frisky, and Murphy.
Ahhhh thank you Cathy! What wonderful names! 🧡 I have always loved when cats and cows mingle too. There is something very sweet about picturing that dairy farm.