FURRY FAMILY HEAD BACK TO MALLORCA

Our work in Andorra was fun and something we thought we couldv,e done every winter,but unfortunately it was cut short due to Mr Clarence being unwell.He really couldn,t adjust to the change, the constant noise of ski lifts and activity outside the apartment frightened him. During the daytime he would hide away and only venture out in the evening when things became quiet.His illness the vet most certainly put down to stress and an operation to remove kidney stones made us realize that it was more important to get him back to his familiar surroundings in sunny Mallorca. Once back home he returned to his normal self and good health.

” BAT CAT ” SAPPHIRE

Living with Sapphire or” bat cat” as we sometimes called her meant keeping an eye open that she was in sight when a window was ajar. It happened on two occasions that she decided to leap straight off the balcony. [ i hasten to add that both times we were living just one floor up and no harm was done ], but it did cause a lot of concern. The first time she done it knowing that a deaf cat could not hear us call was worrying enough but knowing she would not hear any traffic on the main road outside was even more frightening. As darkness fell i was scared and cried a lot, until i had a brainwave idea to walk the streets with a laser pen. This believe it or not lead us to our little girl who was keen for a game chasing the little red dot along the street. At least long enough for us to pick her up and get her back to safety of the our home.

The next time was a few years later when we moved ,and we were introduced to our Belgium neighbour downstairs.He knocked on the door with Sapphire in his arms saying ” I think this belongs to you “. His story being that he was sitting in his garden having his morning coffee and reading his paper when he nearly had a heart attack as a large ball of white fluff came flying through the air and landed in his lap. From that day onwards she only ever went out on a lead with us
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GEMMA AGAIN

Gemma on the other hand continued to be as gorgeous but as naughty as ever. I can still remember Mark,s face as the lovely new sofa was delivered. It happened in seconds as we took the plastic covering off, Gemma jumped on and youv,e guessed it christened it right there infront of our eyes!!!!!  I couldv,e cried as we had saved up for quite a while to be able to afford it and boy was she lucky that yet again she didn,t find herself out on the street. I simply rang the sofa company and ordered a brand new cushion and got the waterproof covers on quick,while sitting there pretending there wasn,t a large gap in the middle of us. We had to spend a week like that until the new one arrived. 

CLARENCE

Clarence had an obsession with climbing and you could often find him hanging from the ceiling after climbing up the venetian blinds. A strange sight if friends came round to see him just hanging there looking down at you. As earlier stated he ruined a brand new set of satin curtains by running up and down them. He even once scaled an outside pebble dashed wall.Sometimes i wondered if we lived in a madhouse.

MANY HAPPY MEMORIES

For many years our furry family shared our lives and our home with many a tale to tell for the future. They all lived happy and healthy lives until 2012 with ages between 19 and 21 years. I took their passing quite bad and wasn,t sure whether i was able to let another feline friend into my heart,but sometimes things happen for a reason and the future holds a very happy but also a very sad time for us which proves we were meant to do something.

OFF TO ANDORRA

In 2002 the opportunity arose to live and work in Andorra for the winter season. An offer of work for both Mark and myself plus free accomodation was too good to be true. But there it was and fortunately for us the director of the hotel mustv,e been an animal lover as he agreed to let us bring the three cats.[ we had already decided that if our family couldn,t go then neither would we .

The journey from our home in Mallorca ,with a small car full to the top with music equipment,furry family and as many of our personal things to make it like home was not the most enjoyable. We broke up the 16hr journey with regular stops for coffee and food and a walk with the cats on their leads. I can still remember their little faces of shock but excitement as they jumped down into the unknown territory of fresh snow for the first time.

WE LIVE NEXT DOOR TO ELVIS .

Our home for the next 4 months was to be a small appartment in a very large block where you could literally ski yourself home to your front door.We never got formally introduced to the next door neighbours but we knew they were there. I think they left their balcony door open permantly as you could hear every word.

Everyday we could hear the wife telling him where she was going,what time she would be home ,even what she would cook for dinner, She would moan about her day at work  and although we never did see anything of Elvis himself she often spoke his name and we at one point assumed he mustv,e been one of the local tribute acts with a big ego.

Until…………….

The day i heard her say ” Elvis come back here, where do you think your,e going”. Feeling like a bit of a nosey neighbour while thinking they must be having a fall out, I poked my head out the window  to see…………

The most beautiful black and white cat looking back at me as if to say ” can a guy not get any privacy ” as he jumped into the newly fallen snow and christened it .The weather was bad that day and so he promptly jumped back up onto the balcony and into the arms of his rock and roll loving mum and the warmth of their appartment.

That told me eh !

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WHAT MAKES GEMMA SO NAUGHTY

Any cat owner will know that no two cats are alike and each with their own personality.In our house it was Sapphire who was the boss, the white deaf persian,who sat where she wanted, ate first and got the lap she desired.Clarence the quiet tormentor who loved to wind up the others then run away, and then Gemma.

I knew Gemma was special from the day i met her and she was my baby ,almost immediately she followed me everywhere.Anyone else wouldv,e put her out on the street but we changed the way we lived because of her for the next 19years. Gemma was the loving little girl who had the inability to meow ,although sometimes a little squeak did come out. It was kinda cute and made you give in to her for more cuddles no matter what you were doing.Unfortunately she believed anything on the floor belonged to her [much to the horror of  friends visiting who dared to put their handbag on the floor]. Many a time i was embarassed offering to buy a new one while she sat there as if butter wouldn,t melt in her mouth. We took her to the vet and she had every test done and we followed all the behaviour problem advice but still she could not be trusted. She would welcome you with a big cuddle ,a purr and then walk over in front of you and and wee in your shoes.In the end we lived with waterproof covers on sofas,beds and with bath mats hung up when not in use, and the local launderette knew us and her  by first names. “gemma again” was usually the phrase. I think they thought we were the mad animal people.And apart from getting frustrated at not noticing the cover was fully on and having to buy yet another sofa she stayed with us for 19years. We never did understand why she was so naughty but all i can say is she was very lucky it was us she found.

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” THE WHITE CAT IS DEAF “

Unlike the other two cats  Sapphire the pure white one didn,t seem to wake from her sleep when we arrived home at night or to the shaking of the box of biscuits.” i,m sure she,s deaf” said Mark clicking his fingers next to her head and getting no response. Having already had 2 white cats before i knew this could be a possibility.., but instead of just accepting it i insisted that we make an appointment at the vets for proper tests and confirmation . We got it ……60 euros later ….the vet clicked his fingers next to the cats head and nodded saying ” yes the cats deaf “. I,m sure Mark really wanted to say ” i told you so ” but he never did .We just knew that from now on we could never justImage come home without first  walking in front  of her and waving hello as stroking her from behind while she was sleeping would end up with a cat on the ceiling from shock .

” CLARA ” SHE IS NOT

Mr Clarence who at this point was thought to be Clara.Believing in responsible cat ownership we decided to make an appointment with our local vet for a check up.She was originally from someone we knew who had looked after her well for 8 months so surely we would not get any bad news. I would call it more of a surprise to find out that Clara was not a female Persian but a handsome male Longhair cat. [ When you think about it ,maybe it shouldv,e been quite obvious ]. So as it happened our new little baby went in as “Clara” and came out as ” Mr. Clarence “.Image

SOMETIMES THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON

It was sometime later after setting up home with my now partner Mark we decided for some unknown reason to change direction for our weekly shop.It was to be a decision that changed our lives for many years to come.We found ourselves looking down at a beautiful kitten needing a home so instead of coming home with washing up liquid and potatoes we arrived back at the house with a cat instead.” Sapphire” as we called her grew to be the most  beautiful white persian you ever saw.

ONE CAT LEADS TO ANOTHER

The saying one cat leads to another is definately true in our case as it was only two weeks before a phonecall from a nearby resident asking if we were interested in a six week old persian blue kitten. She certainly sounded like a suitable companion so we wasted no time in getting “Gemma ” settled in.

FOUR YEARS ON

Four years passed and ourselves and the two girls had settled into a great life here in Mallorca.Often we would astound  passers by who were not used to seeing us walking two persian cats on leads through the middle of a busy tourist area. The girls loved all the attention and fuss they received but it did come with a few strange looks.

Persian (Long haired Blues and Whites) in Mallorca

Gemma, on the left, Sapphire (on top of the sofa) and “Clara” on the right.

The morning a friend called to say she had to return to england was sad as she was unable to take her silver persian kitten with her.She needed to find a home for “Clara” as soon as possible.Efforts to rehome her failed and the day of departure arrived. It was quite a surprise for me to return home after work to find “Clara” in our main bedroom and my new satin curtains in shreds. Youv,e guessed it Mark had decided we would take her in and she was going to join our family.

MOVE TO MALLORCA

It was of no surprise after moving to this wonderful #island of Mallorca  it wasn,t long before i took in a stray kitten who i named” Champers”…..[ i think it mustv,e been after my favourite tipple at the time ] Being originally a feral cat it was not uncommon for him to not come home and only did so when he wanted to.I often wondered if he had found a second home somewhere else in the neighbourhood. Sadly it was while i was on holiday and he was in the care of a neighbour he decided to move out completely.Perhaps  his other home had better home comforts or even a companion, i will never know but despite numerous attempts to find him he never returned. I wouldImage like to think he lived a long and healthy life with someone else who loved him as much as i did. I have very fond memories of this very independant little boy.