Jenny Brown

Jenny Brown you turned my world upside down.

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Our first meeting was Saturday the 26th of January 2019 at 11am. I was doing foster care training at Maggie’s Rescue in Marrickville. You were the resident feline, your home for 15 months and counting, yet to find your purr-rect match. I fell for you that day. But your profile requested that your adoptive parent / parents have a garden.

Residing in an apartment on the fourth floor I did not push the issue.

The staff at Maggie’s remarked that I was an unlikely foster carer – ‘ You won’t be able to do it’ and by that they meant I would adopt straight away. I tended to agree with them.

In February I suffered a health set-back. During that time Maggie’s Rescue contacted me, two cats, brothers, needed a home. I was not well enough to take them on.

My health returned and I was offered a mother and her two kittens, I knew I could not take on multiple responsibilities so I had to turn them down.

And all the while I checked the ‘ Cats for Adoption’ Maggie’s Rescue page and you Jenny Brown, with garden request, remained unhomed.

Fast forward to July and I received a message from Sue Mariani of Maggie’s to ask if I was interested in looking after a 2 year old female cat called JB. Aware I had no to every offer Sue had extended me since May I said ‘ Yes’ without hesitation. I admit that after the exchange with Sue I snuck a look at the Maggie’s website to see if you Ms Brown were still looking for a home. Your profile was no longer live. I assumed you’d had found your happy ever after.

Two hours passed, I decided to ask for more information about the feline who would soon in be my care – ‘ Can you send across any photos? Does the JB stand for anything’

The photos appeared. In an instant I recognised this tortoise shell beauty as my Jenny Brown.

‘ What about the garden request?’ I asked Sue via email.

Turns out the garden option was no longer top of Jenny Brown’s requirements. Instead love, affection and a stable home environment were number one priorities.

That was 5 weeks ago.

And I’m ready to adopt, I’ve got the papers ready to sign!

Jenny Brown you have turned my world upside down.

Love you xx

 

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Forever Flora

16730519_10158248979040383_4884608599785778706_nWas. Is. Always will be.

  • Millie. Flora. Christine
  • Alice
  • Flo, Flowie, Fleur, Flea-ra
  • Flosomely
  • Florence
  • Lamington . Lamington Boyle
  • Lamball. Lamball Jones
  • Lamb
  • Flora Boyle
  • Flora

For 10 years Flora was by my side. Through thick fog and sunshine and rainbows.

A beauty of a feline who willingly offered up a number of her nine lives, to ensure we experienced the full gauntlet of life together.

  • Auto- immune disease – Tick
  • Depressive episodes – Tick
  • Insomnia – Tick
  • Idiosynchratic tendencies – Tick

And that was just the fun stuff!

We moved house together, from house – share to solo living and back to house-share. Six moves in ten years.  And our regular trips to the South Coast, and the countless times you took up residency in Austinmer whilst I forged a truly solo existence in Sydney.

Yet we were never apart for too long. It was too hard on heart-strings.

Saying good-bye to you forever last month hurt. It still does and will for some time.

I was there with you to the end and I thanked you for all you did for me during our friendship. I count you among those responsible for delivering me to the happiest place I have ever been in , well, forever.

We both knew it was your time to go. You were tired, and I don’t blame you.

Your going to be a hard act to follow Flora.

And for that reason I’m not looking for a replacement.

You were one in a million.

Thank you for choosing me to be your pet parent.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Purr-fect Life

There are some days where I would give my life to be a cat.

Any cat in particular I hear you ask?

Specifically, my cat Flora.

Flora

Flora

This morning as I went about my morning routine which would enable me to embarked on a day’s work in an office block, a fate worse than death, Flora slept.

The cat was deep in slumber mode….this feline was snoring nestled in between the blankets of my unmade bed.

It was enough to make my blood boil…what I would have given to crawl up under the covers, and drift off to the land of nod…to where it was all sunny and warm, a place where computers and data entry did not exist, where chocolate cake was available on demand and Johnny Depp was my husband.

With military style precision I ate breakfast, showered, prepared my lunch and did a few house hold chores.

All the while Flora slept and snored….a noise which filled my tiny best-sit…a joyous soft purr with a nasal twang!

My heart softened…I could not be jealous of my furry four legged life companion…. My time would come for rest and relaxation…it was a mere 3 days off….72 hours till Friday to be precise!

So I further indulged her…I made my bed, pulling the doona towards the bedhead, encasing Flora in a mound of blankets.

Then just to make sure she did no suffocate, I placed a tissue box on one of my pillows, allowing a little light into my man-made cat cave, should she over heat during the day and need to escape for air…..

Undercover agent

Undercover agent

Yes, there are some days that I would give ANYTHING to be a cat!!

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