Georgeypudding
Wise Old Thumper
On the 10th of May 2000 a ginger and white beast came in to my life. For my sixth birthday I had asked for a cat, after some discussion my parents decided that it was time for another cat after we had lost Alice our previous cat a few years before.
Mable was found in a box by the side of the road, the people who found her couldn't keep her as she kept trying to eat their budgie! She was taken on by the Cats Protection League and, if I remember rightly, my parents saw her photo in the local paper.
I can still remember going to meet Mable for the first time, squeezing into an aviary to meet this puss who was to become a firm fixture in our lives
she probably wasn't the ideal pet for a family with children but none the less we loved her to pieces. That night we went home and talked about names, we eventually settled on Mable after a cat in the book The Cat Mummy by Jacqueline Wilson.
When she was younger she would sit on the floor by the foot of your bed, sneak under the covers and bite your toes :lol: she hated being picked up and refused to sit on our laps for 10 years! That said she tolerated our childish behaviour incredibly well (apart from the time I tried to bath her, I still have a scar) and would join in our games
One year I got a dolls pram for my birthday, Mable would sit in it while I took her for a walk up and down the street that later progressed to her following myself and the dog when we went for a walk around the block, we must have been an odd sight
We once thought we had lost her for good, she just disappeared one day and there was no sight of her anywhere. After 3 long long weeks we got a phone call from a farmer who had finally managed to catch her, the exterordinary thing? She was over 20 miles away from home :shock: she had fallen asleep in the back of a work mans van and he hadn't notice her, when he got to the farm and opened the doors out jumped Mable and it had taken all that time for someone to get hold of her for long enough to read her name tag. When we arrived to collect her we called her name and she came running to us from a barn
I'm not sure the other cats will miss her really, she ruled the roost and regularly beat everyone up if they dared even look at her in the wrong way but she touched the hearts of everyone who met her I can't explain how od life is going to be without her, she's seen me through primary school, secondary school, getting sick, losing family members, having boyfriends and the heartbreak that came with them. She's taken up such a huge amount of my day this past 18 months or so since developing dementia and she has left a gaping hole behind. A hole that will never truly heal.
I hope you can appreciate why we had you pts Mable, it was your time and you showed us that by passing away before the vet had finished administering your medication. Your heart might have been weak physically but it was strong in every other sense I miss you baby girl don't beat too many cats up as they reach the bridge!
Mable was found in a box by the side of the road, the people who found her couldn't keep her as she kept trying to eat their budgie! She was taken on by the Cats Protection League and, if I remember rightly, my parents saw her photo in the local paper.
I can still remember going to meet Mable for the first time, squeezing into an aviary to meet this puss who was to become a firm fixture in our lives
she probably wasn't the ideal pet for a family with children but none the less we loved her to pieces. That night we went home and talked about names, we eventually settled on Mable after a cat in the book The Cat Mummy by Jacqueline Wilson. When she was younger she would sit on the floor by the foot of your bed, sneak under the covers and bite your toes :lol: she hated being picked up and refused to sit on our laps for 10 years! That said she tolerated our childish behaviour incredibly well (apart from the time I tried to bath her, I still have a scar) and would join in our games
One year I got a dolls pram for my birthday, Mable would sit in it while I took her for a walk up and down the street
that later progressed to her following myself and the dog when we went for a walk around the block, we must have been an odd sight We once thought we had lost her for good, she just disappeared one day and there was no sight of her anywhere. After 3 long long weeks we got a phone call from a farmer who had finally managed to catch her, the exterordinary thing? She was over 20 miles away from home :shock: she had fallen asleep in the back of a work mans van and he hadn't notice her, when he got to the farm and opened the doors out jumped Mable and it had taken all that time for someone to get hold of her for long enough to read her name tag. When we arrived to collect her we called her name and she came running to us from a barn
I'm not sure the other cats will miss her really, she ruled the roost and regularly beat everyone up if they dared even look at her in the wrong way but she touched the hearts of everyone who met her
I can't explain how od life is going to be without her, she's seen me through primary school, secondary school, getting sick, losing family members, having boyfriends and the heartbreak that came with them. She's taken up such a huge amount of my day this past 18 months or so since developing dementia and she has left a gaping hole behind. A hole that will never truly heal. I hope you can appreciate why we had you pts Mable, it was your time and you showed us that by passing away before the vet had finished administering your medication. Your heart might have been weak physically but it was strong in every other sense
I miss you baby girl don't beat too many cats up as they reach the bridge!
