Down memory lane with Bobby and his feline friends

This post is intended for new readers who have not listened to any of my public talks and have not read any of my books.  (Also, I'm thrilled I can FINALLY post photos anywhere I like in a posting, and not just at the top!  But I still cannot put the spacebars where I'd like them to be.  Sigh...)

I'd just like to share with you that you don't have to be an experienced pet-owner to look after rescued animals.  All it takes is the heart.  And if I may twist the cliche a little, "When the heart is there, you will find a way". 

I had never handled a cat or kitten all my life until three-and-a-half years ago when I found Cow, Bunny and Pole abandoned by the roadside on a Sunday morning.  They were so tiny, their bodies were almost transparent.  They were only about two days old (they opened their eyes after two weeks with me).

That's Bobby looking at Cow when I first brought them home.  It was also Bobby's first time handling kittens, and I must say, he did a marvellous job!

That's the first time the kittens were let out to roam on the driveway, with Bobby watching over them.

 

Here's Bobby and Cow now.  Cow and Bunny are the alpha cats in the house and they issue all the house rules...but only to the cats.  On all other matters, Bobby is still in charge!

Now, who's this?  This is little Tiger when he first came.  Tiger was rescued by a Japanese lady in PJ.  He was found huddled against his dead mother somewhere by the roadside.  When Tiger first came, Cow, Bunny and Pole put up a protest and refused to accept him.  So, Bobby decided he had to protect Tiger and the two became the best of friends.  Even up till today, Tiger is the only one who can nuzzle up to Bobby (without having to ask for permission).  "Friends forever" describes them very accurately.

 

When Tiger had an injury behind his ear, Bobby helped lick it every day.

Here's good ol' Bobby with Suki, his latest little feline friend.

 

Like me, Bobby too had never handled a cat or kitten all his life until our first litter came.

 

Even a dog can learn, so what more we humans, yah?

Bobby will be 13 years old this October, and he has cataracts on both eyes.  The vet thinks he is already partially blind, but he gets around the house very well because dogs don't depend much on their eyesight.  It is their nose that gets them around.  An operation is not necessary (and can be very risky at his age).  This is all a part of the aging process that we go through in life.

 

Bobby has looked after Cow, Bunny, Pole, Tiger, Wolf, Pans, Cleo, Indy, Kimba, Suki, Creamie & Crackers, and a few more kittens who had come on transit.  He also looks after me!

   

That's quite an achievement, for one dog!