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Jaffa Gone

21 Mar

Jaffa has been missing for 8 days now. We have scoured the woods and fields, gone house to house asking people to check sheds and garages, put up countless posters, advertised through Cats Protection and Facebook. Still no news.

JaffaIt’s so unlike our comfort-loving little ginger chap to leave behind his favourite places to lie in the sun and the supply of Dreamies on demand.

Jaffa snoozingWhy would a cat leave behind a garden full of trees to climb, stables to hunt in and endless places to explore, in order to go off, rucksack slung over his shoulder, to seek new adventures?

JaffaWe are wondering if he might have climbed into a vehicle and then jumped out, to find himself in unfamiliar territory. Is he now out there somewhere – a little boy lost, alone, frightened and hungry?


A message from all: Poppy, Treacle, Zanzi and (especially) us – We miss you terribly.

So Jaffa, if you are reading this:   PLEASE COME HOME!


Welcome Home

23 Jan

We have been away again, escaping the British winter. Poppy has been spoiled as usual by our lovely friends who live nearby and care for all our pets. It is so reassuring for us to know that she is safe, happy and loved in our absence.

Poppy is so at home in their house in fact that she sometimes just drops in to see them when we are out in the fields and she gets bored waiting for us to go somewhere. If their back door is open, she will run inside and help herself to their sofa, confident that she will be welcomed and not evicted. Taz has become used to her and no longer growls at this cheeky intruder.

Poppy on teddy bear rug

Once again the cats have been fed in the stable yard and they have been turning up at regular intervals for their rations of food, milk and Dreamies. They have had the use of the house too via the cat flap and have obviously been enjoying their home comforts in our absence.


When we arrive home, Jaffa emerges yawning from amongst the cushions where he has obviously been hiding from the recent vile weather. Treacle is curled up in a warm bed and, to our amazement, Zanzi has been allowed to join her. It’s obviously been cold without the usual warmth of the aga – enough for her to forgo her normal grumpiness.

Treacle and Zanzi

They are ecstatic to see us, and not just for food. All three cats have been winding themselves round our legs, rubbing their heads against us in a frenzy of purring and demanding to be cuddled and cossetted. Jaffa follows us around from room to room like a pet dog and squawks until we pick him up to make a fuss of him. Even Treacle has been welcoming us with much head-rubbing and purrs.

It is said that cats are not affectionate! We have had a rapturous welcome home from our furry beasts.





Home Comforts

19 Dec

Treacle in haybarn

We have been away and the cats have become accustomed to being fed in the stable yard. We were rather afraid they might have turned feral in our absence. Treacle has always been a bit wild but the kittens seemed to much prefer the home comforts on offer.

Although we know that they have been looked after fantastically well by our wonderful friends who have cared for all our animals in our absence, there is a stampede of little paws racing up from the stable yard the moment they spot the lights coming into the drive. By the time we have come inside the house, all three cats are through the cat flap and lined up protesting that they haven’t been fed for a week. It only takes a quick glance at Jaffa to see that they are telling us lies.

Can this possibly be our little kitten who only a few short months ago fitted into the palm of our hand? He is HUGE. Zanzi looks much the same and is still kittenish, but Jaffa looks as if he has devoured an entire wildebeest in our absence! A Lion King indeed.

Even Treacle is tucking in with the others without any grumbling and growling for a change.

It doesn’t seem as if the young ones have spent too much time outside. Their beds are well worn with signs of recent occupancy so it seems they have sensibly been enjoying the relative warmth and safety of the house to sleep the hours away.

Before long, with happy tummies, Jaffa and Zanzi are back lying on their ‘his’ and ‘hers’ duvets on their bunk beds. But during the night they come to check on us constantly to make sure we are still there.


Meanwhile Poppy is back settled on one of her favourite beds. No stress there – she’s been spoiled rotten with so many lovely walks and trips out we thought she might not want to leave her second home. But she settles back seamlessly. As long as she has food, regular walks and lots of love bestowed on her she seems to be happy wherever she is.

Happy Poppy