It’s getting awful lonely around here. Everyone is moving to California. First Paddington, then Laura and Ryan. Paddington, an awesome cat with a big personality, spent one wonderful year with us before his owner Cynthia claimed him in June. Now he’s living in San Francisco. Laura and Ryan have moved farther south to Huntington Beach, Surf City USA.
Some of you may already have read the tale of Paddington and Bones, a pair of Turkish Angora litter mates. Five years ago in Lawrence, Kansas, my daughter’s friend Amber rescued their mother, who turned out to be pregnant (shocking, isn’t it?) Amber very cleverly and diabolically emailed a photo of the newborn pair of kittens to my daughter and her roommate Cynthia. It was love at first sight. My husband and I were the lucky chumps who got to transport the little darlings by car to Boston. They actually were quite good travelers. For more of this fascinating tale and cute photos, you can click on The Brothers Angora, Chapter One.
The brothers lived together for two years in Boston, but split up after their owners’ graduation. The boys were reunited last year, so we were briefly a three-cat family, although Malcolm refused to have anything to do with them. When Paddington left, Bones called forlornly for him. Separated again? He could hardly believe it. Who would he sleep with? Who would he tussle with? (Yes, there was some sibling rivalry.)
Last week, Laura and her boyfriend moved to California, too, leaving Bones behind for now. Bones wanders around the house yowling for them. I feel like yowling, too.