When my ex-husband and I bought our farm, Shadowood, in 1979, we moved in with two cats, Tempest and Pea (Sweet Pea for about the first five minutes of our acquaintance).
For a brief period, we expanded our family by one very rowdy male kitten, who we named Zeke. Tragically, Zeke passed shortly after we adopted him. Tempest, who was elderly when we moved here, joined him a couple of years later.
Pea became the sole feline entity and Queen of the Domain here at Shadowood until 1995, when tragic circumstances landed Tommy and The Babies in our midst.
After weaning The Babies, I rehomed Tommy with a friend of mine with the understanding that I would take her back if the need ever arose.
I had gotten divorced in 1986. A couple of years later, I invited a new significant other, Joe, to move in with me. The year after The Babies joined our family, we knocked down the old house and stayed temporarily in the house of a friend’s elderly parents while our new home was being built. My friend’s parents had both recently passed on, leaving a houseful of cats and dogs in need of new homes. My friend already had a full complement of dogs and cats of her own, so she offered to let us stay in her parents’ house if we would take care of their animals while she made other arrangements for them. When we were ready to move into our new home, we adopted two of those cats, Billy and Bitsy.
Pea passed away on Mother’s Day 1999 at nearly 23 years of age. Later that same year, Capri went out on one of his farm forays and never returned. Our feline pride then held steady at six until a slow parade of stray, semi-feral, and feral cats began with Weasel’s arrival in 2001.
In 2002, Bartholomew (Mew) joined the parade
followed by Somer in 2003
and Annabelle in 2004.
I’ll pick up the cat parade again tomorrow, starting with 2005.