I will start at the beginning, a friend who rescued cats contacted us to say would we take a young male Burmese cat, that needed re homing because the owner had to choose between the cat and her soon to be married partner.
This was because the cat had a nasal condition that meant it frequently sneezed and when this happened the contents of his nose marked anything it hit. The owner had been back to the breeder but they accepted no responsibility for this.
The owner who loved the cat wanted him to go to a good home where he could continue to be spoilt as she always had.
We went and visited and straight away took to him, he was a beautiful brown colour, the owner seemed happy with what we said so sadly for her passed him his basket & all his favourite toys & saw us off with tears in her eyes.
We could not initially decide what to call him because we did not like the name he already had, but quickly found he was constantly eating, so inspiration struck & we called him Oliver “The Boy Who Wanted More”
Because our last cat had disappeared, we were very protective of Ollie as he became known & he was kept in the home, apart from when I took him out for a walk on a lead, now some may say they do not believe this but I have found oriental cats very like dogs, so he used to enjoy these times but we did attract a lot of attention from others.
When out unlike a dog he would insist on climbing onto walls and other objects to check them out. In the home he always liked to be where it was warm & often damaged his paws going on the hotplates, but his favourite spot was on top of the boiler where he would stay for hours.
One day we had been upstairs on a task & we had left some sausages under the grill, when we came down all but 2 had disappeared & we could not work out how or why, we later discovered when he did it again he was scooping them out & Katie our dog (who you will hear of again) was quite happy to eat the evidence before Ollie could get down.
The other interesting expensive habit that Ollie had was to suck woollen garments as a child does a soother, which gave him a lot of pleasure but caused a lot of upset when favourite cardigans & tops where rendered un wearable in his search for a fix.
Sadly we only had Ollie for a few months because one day he managed to get out, we searched the streets in vain, contacting all the rescue agencies, Police & refuse collectors, sadly we eventually received a phone call to say that he had been found run over a short distance away. We went and collected him and buried him in the back garden, he was sadly missed, but eventually replaced by Bonnie & Emma who I will tell you more of another day
2 comments:
lovely blog there. I think cats are lovely and iv enjoyed reading thizs blog found it interesting.
amo, I think me and my own could make great pals with you, me n FTF go way back :-), this is my first read of this feline page and your response to that particular blog... One day befoe my grey matter goes phut, I will do my own :-) But, I thank you now for your muses :)
Cheers, Hammy
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