TAT the cat
|Tat The Cat|
|You want to work when??|
Tat is very special to us as she was not bought at a pet shop but was abandoned by her owners when they moved out, my wife Pam first noticed her with 3 kittens in tow wandering around the streets, so she started feeding them on our verge, this then became the garden, at this point we owned 2 Scotties, Tessa and Baxter, who hated cats so we kept then separated in two sides of the property , then one kitten got sick, got caught by us and taken to the vet but didn't make It. (the kittens were totally wild at this point, while the mommy cat could be touched quite happily) we then made a shelter in the garden for them to live under and get fed, we now had a "garden cat" (a friend of ours had a "roof cat", but that is a whole other story)
Following a particularly violent thunderstorm another kitten drowned so we made a plan to catch the last surviving kitten and mother and give them a home, so a catching cage was duly imported (none could be found in Johannesburg for purchase) and the two of them caught, and brought inside, this proved to be a bit of an impossible situation what with the Scotties and the wild kitten, so the kitten was shipped out to a local kitty haven for re-homing ( the owner took on the kitten personally which made us very happy) and the mother cat now named Tat was brought into the house and slowly introduced to the Scotties, after a period a truce settled in the house but the dogs still looked at us as if to say " what the hell have you brought into our house.... this is the enemy".
|House Cat becomes Tree Cat (Look closely at the tree)|
Her names are in no particular order: Tat, Tatkin, Tatsimolian, Madam Tat, Tatnip, etc. etc. all of which she answers to quite happily and very noisily, she is an extremely verbal cat and lets us know in no uncertain terms exactly what she wants or how she is feeling.
|Out on the walkways|
|Pole Dancing Cat - never said she wasn't versatile|
Dinner is at six In the evening sharp!! and bedtime is at nine straight after she has had her "chewies", for an alleycat she certainly enjoys a very regulated routine.
|I am the Lady Tat, you may bow, feed me, scratch me.... In no particular order !|