A Feline Retrospective

by Whiskers, Matriarch of Mischief and Social Butterfly

Good evening, Friends.
This is going to be a short blog this week.  Grammy isn't up to taking a long dictation or doing a lot of thinking or mental gymnastics.
 
We are going to share photos of the three members of Mischief and Mayhem Central who have passed on.  They are PussPuss, Grammy's first kitty, Malcolm who was adopted to keep PussPuss company, and Montague aka Monty who was adopted after PussPuss passed when we found out he needed a home and Malcolm was lonely.

PussPuss arrived as a 14 month old mischief when she needed to be rehomed.  She chose Grammy by tapping her on the shoulder and meowing. She demanded to be adopted and taken home INSTANTLY!  Once there she settled in quickly at Grammy's apartment and spent the rest of her years getting into a lot of mischief some of which you can read about in the series Into the Archives.

Malcolm and PussPuss enjoy Christmas with Grammy

Malcolm was adopted about a year later to keep PussPuss company while Grammy's job took her on the road.  While Malcolm loved his big sister, PussPuss was less enamoured of the little black squirt.   That didn't stop him from snuggling up to her when she was snoozing.  But, when Grammy was home Malcolm clung to her.  He loved to be held, cuddled, danced around the room and played with.   He was full of mischief too.   There were times Grammy couldn't find him.  He'd tuck himself in amongst the LPs and books on various shelves and blend in to his surroundings.  He'd give Grammy such a scare... and would have this little mischievous smile when she finally found him as if to say... fooled you, Grammy.

Malcolm lived to well into his 18th year... was blind for the last three years. He adapted so well to it that it was quite a while before Grammy clued in.  AND despite his blindness he never had an accident but...  In his latter years he often howled at night, possibly disoriented/lost in the condo.  But as soon as he heard Grammy's voice he'd join her and settle down for the rest of the night.  Sweet Malcolm.  Read more about Malcolm in another Into the Archives post.  

Malcolm, big game hunter, with his favourite toy...Tigger.

Malcolm, the clotheshorse.

Malcolm, blind and arthritic loved his jackets.

Malcolm and Grammy missed PussPuss when she passed but didn't realize how much until they brought another needy kitty home.  That sweet boy was Montague, aka Monty.  He'd been left at his vet's practice with instructions to euthanize him.  The vet in all conscience couldn't do that with such a young, gentle and sweet cat.   Word got to Grammy who went to see him, immediately adopted him and brought him home. 
Monty had his issues... the result of a bullying kitty sibling in his previous home.  It took a few months but eventually he overcame his fears and his behaviours.  Grammy attributes that to Malcolm's super laidback nature and Grammy's soft reassuring voice... allowing him to relax and realize there was nothing to be afraid of.  
​Unfortunately, he passed young from a heart defect... but his last 18 months were happy, mischievous and filled with love.   Monty had the softest coat, the sweetest disposition and was the cheekiest of the three kitties.  You can read more about Monty here. 

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Beautiful Monty with his Mole.

Monty - Relaxed and happy in his new home.

So dear friends, I hope you enjoyed this look into the distant past.  

Comments are welcomed... especially if they are funny, mischievous and/or cute.