The Tale of the Lost Cat
23: I’m in another part of the UK now talking about a crazy cat rescue, my encounter with some firemen, what it’s like to live with birmans and how I’m trying to get a handle on my tendancy to worry.
Gentle deer in the garden. Maybe she heard the harp. 😃
Hey good looking.
These were the final moments of the rescue. Altogether it took twelve people - 3 neighbours, a resident in the village (who’s roof he was on), me, Simon, an RSPCA inspector, 4 firemen and a stuntman animal rescuer to get lovely Rafferty to safety. Cats causing trouble again. 🙃😻
We’ve been hunting round for this catto for three days. He showed up last night on someone’s roof in the village. At its highest point. So steep, we needed expert help. We left him out there last night in the rain (sorry Raffy) and the Fire Brigade rescued him this morning. 🥳
New dance floor. New smiley face. It’s taken a while to get back into dance over the past week. I’ve been a bit preoccupied. I feel the difference in my soul tonight. I played with red ribbons in the wind and leapt about to Freak. The cattos joined in too. It’s great to be back.
Twisty Catto.
This is Morgan. He’s always round here though he doesn’t actually live here. He was a stray and the next door neighbours adopted him. He likes the underfloor heating so much that despite getting hissed at by the the birmans, he’s always waiting by the door to come in.
We reached an agreement. I’ll love him forever and he’ll let me stroke him continuously. La piéce de résistence à la cat crush.
Don’t think you can twist me round your paw with your sparkly eye. 😻
Hellooooo…? I don’t think he’s even in this realm.
Hudson poppet. I know you like my pillow but I have to go to sleep now.
This ball of sass is Orla. She likes to sit on the induction hob. Sometimes she turns it on.
Hudson aka Spud. Beautiful catto extraordinaire.
The first time I saw purple berries on a bush I was ecstatically happy for days afterwards. I saw them again in Glastonbury. Oh purple berries of loveliness, how happy you make me.
Tonight I got Blown Open
Tonight my mind exploded. Tonight, divine, ecstatic music nourished my soul. I sang my heart out. I sang to the Goddesses Radhe, Lakshmi, Durga and Kali. I asked for their help. I asked that they banish my fears, my anxieties, my pain and doubts. So I could fly free. Because that’s what it’s about for me. Flying above the storm clouds of my mind. Above my repression. Into golden sunlight.
Celebratory ‘Moved out of Housesit’ cake fest. A few days of freedom is upon us with ecstatic singing tonight. Life is good.
Final scritch scrotch with sweet Pickles. Thank you for giving us a lovely safe space darling one. You are a very special catto and we love you lots. 😻