Tuesday, 3 August 2010

Our Meg.

Our Megan
Izabel - hating her photo shoot
This lovely little mog is our Megan.  She is roughly 20 yrs old and is quietly sleeping her way into very old age.  No longer does she hunt, or scratch the furniture, she gently snores, undisturbed as her hearing is not what it was.  About 17 yrs ago, Megan was in a rescue home on the Isle of Sheppey, down in Kent.  We had a number of mogs from this Cat Protection League, starting with Felicity, aka Psycho, because no one else could have her and she was going to be put down, long story short, I was very pregant, Ben born less than 12 hours later on 31st December 1993 (but wasn't very big so managed to convince the lady that I was child free at home...not quite a fib, just a bending of the truth! ) and during some of the worst flooding in Kent I convinced my friend, Nikki, to drive 140 miles, - she had a 4x4 -  round trip to get Fliss, not that we were rewarded for our efforts as Fliss really was psychotic for many years, before finally becoming brave enough to venture out and was then taken on the road, it was very sad, not least because the night before she let me stroke her for the first time.  But.  Our Meg.  Another desperate case.  Another battered cat.  Another phone call....this time my son had been born and it was April 16th 1994 (I remember silly things like dates, except birthday's I am always late for those!) so Megan and Thomas (another 'tail' for another time) came to live with us.  Megan was about 3yrs old and had been so viciously beaten and abused that to this day, 17yrs later, she still mistrusts all humans.  She is the smallest little calico cat with the smallest little tail and one of the biggest personalities in a cat I have ever seen.  She keeps Izabel in check and batters poor old Claude into submission if he dare get above his station, for the rest of the time, she sleeps.  She looked so sweet today, lying on the towel Ben left out on the table where I pot my plants and Ben dumps his kayak stuff, she didn't even know I was there.  Its so nice to see Meg quietly sleeping, I couldn't resist the photo....enjoy :O)


  1. Hi Laney ,Lovely to read ,I said you should write a book ,I feel like I know them all ,they reminded me of my Casssie almost a year now ,without her ,but as Eva says she is up there with the stars. Keep on blogging, Jean x

  2. Oh Laney what gorgeous pets. Our old darling cat was also called Meg...your Meg looks such a sweetie and has made it despite her start to 20, amazing! Our darling Billy (now 2) as you saw in the photos yesterday, is also a terrific cat, such a gentle boy yet a great mouser. I love seeing pets in blogs...I think we have a common theme here.
    Speak soon, Jane x


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