07 August 2013

The first bit of cool air for what seems like ages. Already it is hard to remember how hot it has been only 24 hrs ago. During the past week, a large pale ginger tom cat from somewhere down the road has slowly made his way into the garden and - well, obviously - I have started to feed him. Although I read somewhere that ginger cats are usually male one of the neighbours tells me that this could be a female. Strange looking creature, pale green eyes and almost silent croaking voice, very hungry and fearless. Just now I heard this tiny clicking noise and there he was, sneaked in below my radar, eating our little old cat's dinner (who is not interested at all).
My girl would love this, put her heart into it with great urgency and so I imagine her easy laughter as I quietly talk to Ginger, carefully checking his fur for ticks and cuts, wondering what his story is.





2 comments:

Ellena said...

Our ginger cat, Raphael, is missed the most. Courageous, yes, but ever so gentle.

beth coyote said...

Baker is the resident ginger who lives next door. A sweet kitty who suffers being mauled by a 3 year old without complaint.

I'd be feeding him too (sigh)