I've been given the affectionate title of Crazy Cat Lady, Like Eleanor Abernathy from 'The Simpsons' I too have a mental illness and I have surrounded myself with kitties. Cleo my 'first' cat (as in she was mine and not the family pet) literally saved my life. I was 16 and heading for a downward spiral. To my social worker and my foster mum I was the perfect kid, going to 6th form everyday, doing my work and not getting picked up by the police... In truth I was a mess, I had no sense of self and my behaviour outside of home was self destructive. I would come home late at night very drunk and Cleo was always sitting on my bed waiting for me to come home. No matter how bad I got Cleo never left me, she would sit with me, let me cry into her fur and she would put her paw on my arm as if to say everything was ok.
It was me and Cleo for a good few years, I had failed relationships and was drinking, smoking and sleeping about, Cleo didnt care, she saw the good in me and never gave up, she was always there. Me and Cleo had a special bond, and it was love me love my cat.. simple really.
I was settled with ex-hubby and we had our first real home when he came home one day with Furgal, she was intended as a playmate for Cleo so she wasn't completly alone during the working day. I didn't get Furgal to the vets intime and she had kittens. I think I will always remember the day she gave birth, she wouldnt leave my side and wanted me there as she popped the little white furries out one by one. While I was at work that evening she had her 5th and final kitten, a lil tabby. Ex hubby and I were agreed we would keep one but could not agree, I wanted the longhaired white girl while he wanted the tabby. We ended up keeping them both so Stripes and Mailiekkie became part of our family.
A few years later my cousin comes down with her kitten who needed a home, I had a home lined up but fell in love straight away, Ex hubby agreed we could keep him as he hadnt seen me smile so much in a long time (I was at my worst with my illness) Exhubby said we had to call the little fella Cecil.
Sadly Ex hubby and I split up, I was left with all 5 cats, no bother to me as I was totally in love with all my babies. Stripes wasn't to keen as she was always daddy's girl. Ex-hubby and I came to the agreement that once he had his own place he would home two of the babies.
Amber and I became a couple and Amber and Spider moved in with me and my brood. Bro moved into Amber's flat and few weeks later moved back in with Shadow and Ashaa.. brother and sister kittens... this took the cat population to 8!!!!! It was mad, cats everywhere and I loved everyminute of their company.
We moved to my current home and settling 8 cats was fun!!! Stripes wasn't too keen on having a new house to start with and had real trouble getting settled. Bro moved out and left me with his two cats. He had never got Ashaa nutered and soon enough Cecil and Ashaa made kittens. When the babies were old enough to go to new homes they did, and a friend who was due to have a kitten but he sadly died, she agreed to re-home Ashaa.
It was weird being one cat down but we soon adjusted. I was asked to look after Jasmine for a friend so was soon back up to 8!!!
Amber and I split up and she and spider eventually moved out, I still miss them both loads but hay!!!
Shadow by this point was proving to be a pain, such a wonderful kitty who craved loadsa attention, something that I couldnt always give and he hated sharing with the others. In the end I sadly rehomed him, where he could have a one kitty home that he so wanted. 6 cats was also a much more sensible number... I wasn't getting tripped up every 5 minutes and I was struggling with money so one kitty less was good for all of them.
I was on FB about 4 weeks after homing Shadow when a lady was looking for a home for her kitten, I got chatting to her and we agreed that her kitty could come n see if she liked it here.... Duchess never left and was given the new name of Hera. She fitted in well at kitty mansion and I love her dearly.
Over the years I have had so many ups and downs and all of my babies have been there. Some people have given up on me, but NEVER have the kitties, they have never run away and all seem very happy. I always put them before me and when the lonliness bites hard all I have to do is my special kitty whistle and they come running.
Jazzy cat is looking for a new forever home, she is a wonderful kitty but sadly she doesnt like being part of a clowder. I am struggling to re-home her as she is now 5 and she portrays some behaviours left over from a previous home where we suspect horrid abuse.
These days when I am crying and wanting my life to end I just think of my babies, and I know that they need their mummy to fill the food bucket and pint glasses with water.
For those who have not been keeping up, those currently living at Kitty Mansion are... Cleo, Furgal, Stripes, Mailiekkie, Cecil, Jazzy and Hera :o)









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