As previously mentioned, I am the concierge for three cats. Jester, my cat (white, 13 years old), Spooky, Flora’s cat (black, 2 years old) and Ginger, Alan’s cat (no prizes for guessing his colour, approximately 6 years old).
Jester and Spooky
… we acquired them through normal routes, via friends and the local Cats Protection League. Both came to us as kittens so we know all about them.
Ginger
… is different. He rocked up in our garden three summers ago and at first we assumed he was a stray. After a few weeks we took him to our vet who told us he was originally from France (!) but now lived in our village. He was returned to his owner the same day and by the following morning he was back in our garden.
His owner came round to find him snoozing in our greenhouse. We offered to take him on as he was no trouble, and Jester and Buzz (Spooky’s predecessor) took great pride in showing him where the food was served. She refused so he continued hanging around. Next stop, the purchase of two SureFlap Microchip Pet Feeders to stop him snarfing our cats’ food.
Year two
I took to leaving our greenhouse door open so he could shelter from bad weather (killing off most of my seedlings in the process). His owner still wanted to keep him, even though she never saw him (!)
Year three
As cold weather approached, and I couldn’t bear seeing him outside in the rain, I tried his owner again. This time, however, the vet said he was marked down as deceased on the microchip register with an invalid contact number.
Cue multiple phone calls to microchip companies and our vet. Eventually, following a long and convoluted transfer process, his ownership was legally transferred to us. At long last, his persistence had paid off and he’d achieved his aim of moving in!
Now
As I write, he’s snoring loudly on the back of the sofa. Yes, he’s greedy, yes, he’s ripped all hell out of our sofas, no, I didn’t want three cats (three lots of vets bills, insurance, cattery fees) but he’s just such a lovely boy. To this day we still have no idea why he chose our house over any other in our village but we’re very glad he did.
Do you have any stories about your cats? Please do share your thoughts in the comments section below, thank you!
Ginger sounds very tenacious! Would love to see Jester’s story too one day ?
Amy xx
Hehe, he certainly is! I’ve never known a cat so determined to move in, most would have given up years ago. But we’re glad he didn’t 🙂 Will have to think about Jester, I know he’s been left out of the stories, oops! x
I am so glad that Ginger found you – that sounds like the kind of situation that’s just meant to be, no? It’s like my mother’s one cat Sasha. She was a stray around the area, my mother knew that she was there but never got close enough to learn more. Apparently her next door neighbour, however, was able to catch her. She took her to a local rescue where she was vetted and fixed before being put up for adoption. My mother came across the pet in an adoption display at a local pet store while out with my brother and they fell in love – adopting her on the spot. What are the odds? When she got home the neighbour recognized her instantly lol
Oh, that’s amazing, Sasha is such a lucky girl! You’re right, if it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be. We are lucky Ginger was so persistent, he’s a wonderful addition to our family, but my goodness, it took him a while to move in, haha.