Scaredy on bath night
Scaredy on bath night
Rosie and I are privileged to share our homes with two cats - Scaredy & Trouble. Scaredy was a stray, and named herself by hiding under the sofa when she first moved in, then staying there for three days. These days, "Scary" is closer to the mark.
After coming out from under the sofa, Scaredy promptly got pregnant. These are her kittens:
Trouble, living up to his name
Trouble (above) again named himself. He was the first to walk (over the other kittens), he was in everything, under everything, and he has a talent for breaking everything. Somewhere over the last few years, he has turned into a real wuss, becoming more of a scaredy cat than his mum.
The other kittens I gave away (before naming them - I don't think I could have parted with them otherwise). Scaredy was devastated when Winston vanished, somewhat concerned when Muscat went, nonchalant when Bosscat left, and seems impatient for Trouble to grow up and leave home.... poor Scaredy.
I still see Muscat from time to time, since she now lives with my brother and his partner in York. He describes her these days as "fat and evil."
Muscat
Bosscat
Winston