by dahl2013

In a psychic sense, whatever is contained in our conscious and sub-conscious mind, unbeknown to us, is being unconsciously and telepathically manifested.  This is why we have to be aware all the time of any negative thoughts bumbling around inside our heads!  It also pays to be very careful in the way you word your daydreams and wishes.  The Universe has a funny habit of bringing you exactly what you ask for!  It has difficulty in interpreting anything that leaves an element of ambiguity around a desire.

At the onset of 2016 I was visiting a good friend of mine.  We were talking about cats; much loved by the both of us.  I happened to say to her that I would love a kitten to turn up on the doorstep……….that way Chris couldn’t blame me for bringing another wee bundle home – it would be fate, luck, providence, destiny!  He surely couldn’t turn it away?

May 2016 saw me opening the kitchen door to throw some rubbish out.  There was a small flash of black…….and nothing – gone!  I mentioned to Chris that I thought I might have seen a small black kitten shoot off when I opened the door.  A couple of days later Chris said to me, “that black kitten you saw……it wasn’t black….it’s a silver tabby”!  He had experienced a similar occurrence.  On opening the door, a wee flash of silver disappeared into the beyond!  I said that I was sure it was black.

A couple of days later we saw a black kitten and a ginger tabby kitten hiding under a bush.  I said to Chris, “ah, so there were two”!  Chris said that he was sure that he had seen a silver tabby and that the wee ginger tabby was a different kitten.  We began putting food down outside the kitchen door; two bowls; one for the black kitten and one for the tabby.  We watched with interest.  There was definitely a black kitten, and a ginger tabby………and a silver tabby.  We then noticed that the ginger tabby was very adept at changing size!  We had a clutch of kittens living wild in our garden, one black, one silver and three golden/ginger tabbies!

This was the start of an eventful, rather cold winter.  We started luring them closer to the kitchen door until they would come in and eat in the kitchen.  We hated to think of them outside in the freezing cold but we couldn’t get near enough to them to touch them.  We spent our time at home with the door wide open so that they could come and go at will – note I said we!   The Crid was guilty of doing this of his own volition too!  2016 was the coldest winter we have ever lived through.

Spring came and summer followed.  Our cats numbered eight in total!  We had our own, beautiful majestic tabby, Mr Long-Cat Yowling (Rowan’s beautiful boy) – now known, because it feeds his ego, as Mr Majestica.  Obi-Wan Kanobi, our long-haired silver tabby who had been with us since we lived in Alexandra, and who sadly died a short number of months ago having reached a respectable fourteen years of age.  Miss Whitey-Lighty Loo, our old white lady who chose us herself two years ago.  Rumi, Sananda, Michael, Gabriel and Raphael were our newcomers.  Rumi and Sananda set off for a new life in Winton at the end of 2016.  This left us with our three tabbies of varying size – all male thankfully.

The New Year saw us ferrying one tabby at a time to the vets thirty kilometres away to be spayed – not a cheap business.

This winter we are hoping that it will be a little warmer.  We can now close the door but we have had to remove the door to the cat-door because our newcomers don’t like it swinging closed on them!  A gale blows in periodically but who worries about little things like that?  I shall be a little wary in future when I wish for something though.  I shall make sure that my desires are very clearly stated.  However, The Crid and I will certainly not be lonely in our old age.