Sunday 3 January 2016

Star Log Entry 3: Tom the Cat

The first sighting of Tom the cat was actually because of a family friend’s cat Luna, who Ed and I were taking care of. Luna was an indoors cat which I managed to slowly introduce to the outdoors and was keeping a close eye on her so she doesn’t wander very far. On an outing in the communal back garden, Luna was sniffing around and exploring and then I locked eyes with a black and white cat in a neighbour’s cat kennel. I have never seen that cat ever so was surprised that what I assumed was my neighbour’s cat. That was my first sighting of the cat.
Cute overload! It's too much!
One morning, I got up and saw something was not right outside the kitchen window. I saw that very same black and white cat standing on a stool outside the window. It was just the cutest thing! I opened up the window and stroked it through the security bars of the window. Once I found him yet again outside the window so it gave me the thought to go play with him. Luna had actually become accustomed to the outdoors so I had the fullest confidence in her for exploring the outside. On this occasion, I didn’t actually realise she was hissing at Tom to get away from the window and they both proceeded to run away. Luna had vanished by then but Tom recognised me and stopped to approach me. By then, I nicknamed him “Sweetie” as I was yet to ask the neighbour of his name. So that was the first time we became friends.
He would usually let out the most adorable yelp each time he saw me at the window. He would grab hand by two paws and gently bite me sometimes when I stuck my hand out. He would mark himself by arching his back as there were always difficulty reaching through the bars to stroke him.
Meow! (He was actually yawning in this picture)
It was almost a matter of time before Tom popped in and he did! He walked about and had some of Luna’s food which I had to hide each time he came in. Luna did not take to Tom at all and Tom knew it by keeping his distance from her. On one occasion, I had finished bathing myself and Luna took off into the night beforehand. I actually found Tom had snuck in through the opening in the window which would usually only fit Luna through but on this occasion was big enough for him to get through. I guess it was context of the night (usually see him in the day) or that he was startled by the bathroom door opening that got him to quickly run to the kitchen window but did not manage to escape. He didn’t completely run away as Luna was inside as well. I was startled by her myself when I saw her. He just sat there and gave the cutest look to me. Ed opened the window wider and he was off in the night.
On another occasion, he explored the flat and ended up sitting on the sofa by the living room window. Luna was hiding from him behind another sofa. I eventually got her to come out and she sat on my lap as Tom took a look at her and then looked out the window thoughtfully. I wondered what he thought at moment.

Treats galore! Check out who is in the top right corner!
There’s also another neighbourhood cat which Ed had nicknamed Silver. This was another interaction between another cat that I have witnessed with Tom. Their gaze were exchanged and Silver calmly walked away, which was completely new to me.
The weird thing was that when Luna returned to her owner was the time I stopped seeing Tom. Ed joked that Tom couldn’t allow his one true love to escape so followed her back home, which I thought in some regards was true… I would usually shake a bag of treats to train Luna to get used to the outdoors but Tom would also pop up at the sound. I only realised this a few weeks after she left but at this time Tom had gone missing. I knew of this when Ed told me a flat around the corner - not out neighbour's cat! - had a missing poster of a cat similar to Tom. Unfortunately that was the way I learned of his actual name. It was unmistakably him when it came to comparing my photos to the poster and the added fact that it met the description of a black and white cat with a red colour and distinguishing figure around its nose.
Camera shy
Ed and I looked in the communal back garden and became concerned that he may have become injured by huge piles of bricks that had fallen. He wasn’t there either. Sadly, I do not know what has happened to him and Ed did say that he may have gone to cat heaven given his age of 13 years (quite an elderly cat!). I do have such fond and sweet memories of him that I always recount on and I wish him the best happiness for wherever he may be.

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