Animals

Aja Dreaming

Aja Dreaming

Aja Dreaming

Aja, our beautiful Cornish Rex cat likes to sit on the top of a speaker by the woodstove, apparently dreaming. Obviously she likes it there because it’s nice and warm, but I can’t imagine it’s very comfortable. Do you want to see who she’s dreaming about? Here he is!

Boz is Aja’s grandson and all being well will come to his new home early in December. Something for us all to dream about!

All the Cats in all the Barns

All the Cats in all the Barns

All the Cats in all the Barns

When I was a little girl, I spent my happiest days in this barn, listening to the sounds of the cows and the milking machines, smelling the sweet hay and the molasses sweetened feed, helping to feed the calves and playing with the wild kittens that roamed freely about. These were fattened on mice and good rich Jersey milk, doing a noble job needed on every farm. We took the time, on our way home from a teaching trip in 2013, to visit the farm, (now sold) and my then retired dairy farmer uncle, Al. He was one of my favourite people in the whole world but he has since died, sadly. The barn was in a terrible state of disrepair but I took some photographs of it to remind me of better times. As I rounded a corner, I saw this cat behind the old, dirty window. She stared at me as she sat there, as though recollecting a meeting in our distant past. I managed to snap the shutter three times before she vanished. She seemed to me to represent the spirit of all the cats that have passed through all the barns in all the world.

Remembering Rupert

Rupert as a kitten, photograph by Steven Kennard 2002

Our first sight of Rupert was when he was tiny and barely had his eyes open. We had gone looking for a kitten and we were very clear about what we wanted: female, brown or black, solid colour. Perhaps there were females, brown or black, solid colours in that litter, I don’t remember. All I remember seeing that day was a tiny striped orange male tiger and we looked at him and each other and said “that’s our boy”.

Rupert, aged about 1 year, 2002 – Photo by Steven Kennard

And now…

Now it’s time. Time to feature our lovely cat Rupert once more by way of ending a chapter and beginning another. We are preparing to welcome a new Cornish Rex resident to our home, so this is the time to remember Rupert and reminisce.

Rupert - "I think leather suits me, do you?" - Ellie Kennard 2012
Rupert – “I think leather suits me, do you?” – Ellie Kennard 2012

He was our last Cornish Rex cat, who died in the fall of 2019 at over 17 years old. As he aged and became weaker, he became very needy and, if possible, even more affectionate. While caring for him, I was remembering all the times we have had with this wonderful character. To the end he was still the same personality, still sought the comfort of Steven’s arms (or mine) whenever we sat still for a minute. Pictured next you will see some of the things he liked to do. Read on…

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