The BobMoCo cats are now Poppy and Ruby.
Princess Poppy is a small, round, black-&-white ball of fur who arrived early in 1998 and is a very pretty lady. She quickly became devoted to her exhausted "Uncles", Roger and Ollie (who she mugged on a daily basis), from whom she learned much about how to be a cat. Poppy has a voice in keeping with her legs - small - and often chatters away to herself.
Ruby arrived in May 2005, born in Derbyshire and offered to us by Cats Protection. A "tortie", she is a lovely little girl, who likes washing our feet in the bathroom and has learned how to knock on the door to be let in. Her ambition to climb every tree in sight has apparently been satisfied, as she has not had to be rescued recently.
After claiming to be less than enthusiastic about having another female around, Poppy is now regularly observed playing games of tag with Ruby in the garden. She has taken on the role of Great-Aunt (though she would not admit it), and has clearly been handing on tips to her playmate.
Poppy & Ruby can occasionally be found in
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Monty is no longer in Seaford. Like Henry, Poppy and Ruby, his origins were unknown - all are rescued cats.
Monty was a natural adventurer, which kept getting him into trouble. His wandering nature led him into semi-exile as a Golf Course Cat, and then back into the care of Cats Protection. They found a new home as a mouser, which suits him very well.
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Henry arrived in October 1990 as a tiny whisper of fur who had survived a fairly traumatic start in life. He was a home-loving cat who didn't venture far and prefered sleeping. Fearful of most things, he nevertheless regularly bullied Bob out of his chair. He just outlived Oliver, but died of kidney failure in March 2007. A gentle, faithful companion, he is also much missed.
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Penelope, a large, fluffy, imperious tabby who had been with Mo since 1985 and ruled the house until she sat on Oliver once too often, opted to live across the road on Henry's arrival in 1990, returning when hungry or in need of a soft bed. She was a Queen among cats.
In Autumn 2000, after ten years of 'commuting' she moved permanently, which evidently suited her. Alas, she died of cancer on 18 January 2001, aged 15. May she also rest in peace. |
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Oliver - "The Elder-Cat" never got over the demise of his best friend, and caught a debilitating blood parasite from which he was ill for too long for a cat of his age. He was a true gentleman, polite, loyal, fearless in defence of his home, but at heart a shy, gentle creature who loved his family and was in turn much loved. Broken in body and almost in spirit, he passed away on 27 September 1999, aged 16. He is buried next to Roger. May they both rest in peace. |
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Sadly, Roger - "The Big-Softy", died on 2 July 1999, aged 12. A much-loved, gentle character, his sudden death from cancer came as a great shock to all. His large, amiable presence is much missed by both his feline and human friends. A big-boned, big-hearted cat, his occasional runs up the garden resembled a cavalry charge. He is now at rest in the area he made his own. We wish him every happiness. |
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