Happy New Year
May we all have an enlightened and prosperous year 2020
with Healing and Blessing for all Creatures
It’s been nearly a year since my last post and the Festive Season is already on its way …
time passes by … hardly being noticed.
So many things I have done and so many things I haven’t done in 2019.
But most of all I have lived, learned and loved.
I have laughed and mourned. I had to say goodbye to dear family.
And for now I will be aware of the special last days of 2019 and make the best of them.
Several years I’ve worked at an animal shelter in a small village near my hometown Groningen.
I was a volunteer at the special department Reso, where shy, traumatized and feral cats got help to learn to trust people (again) and to relate to them. The first few years I worked with the cats on several days a week, including the Sundays.
One day early September 2013, a collegue told me there had been a new arrival, several days before.
Her name was Darlene.
But hardly anyone of the Reso-volunteers knew she had arrived, ’cause she hid immediatly and didn’t come out again. She was feral and totaly afraid of people. Her favorite hidingplace, infact her only hidingplace, was a steelplate in the corner of the outside pen. Nobody knew how she could even get under that slap of steel which was barely 5 cm high. We didn’t know whether she was eating and she definitly missed out on the treats the volunteers gave the cats once a day.
Several techniques were tried to lure Darlene out of her safeplace … food … toys … treats … you name it … I tried it. But she wouldn’t move.
After a while I just thought ”well, if you won’t come to me, then I will get down to you”. And so I went down on my back on the cold ground alongside the steelplate. And just talked to her, with a calm and soothing voice. Darlene couldn’t make eyecontact and just kept staring outside.
Two weeks passed with the same action (mine) and inaction (hers) when suddenly she turned her head and glanced at me for a moment or two. There and then I knew we had a connection.
Since that Friday she would occasionally show her face from a distance and had found several other nice hidingplaces like a certain hangingbasket.
We made progress, bit by bit. She wouldn’t run away anymore when seeing me entering the outside pen. At one time she sat under the couch and accepted some treats as I lay about 30 cms from her. Yep … again on the cold floor.
After a while she would even stay in plain sight and let me approach her. Then I knew she would soon be ready to come home with me. To be honest … I’d already decided to adopt her the moment I heard about her that day in early September.
On Friday a collegue had managed to catch Darlene and put her in a big crate. The next day, on Saturday 9. November 2013, Darlene came home with me. She had finally found her forever home.
Very soon afterwards she was called Annie.
It’s been several months since my previous post here. It seems to me that the older I get, the faster time goes by.
Since September 2017 my pets Annie and Charlie have their own blog. Some of you might know it already.
With their first post I couldn’t quite decide how to express their “adventures” and our lives together.
Should the post be in my own words – as I am writing now – or should the stories be told from the point of view of my pets and occasionally of guestcontributors …
after a while I decided to take a chance and go for their “words” and “thoughts”.
It’s interesting how well an owner, in this case me HumanMom, knows and understands his/her own pet, its feelings and its reactions.
I learn a lot from my pets. Trying to see through their eyes, to feel what they feel, to think what they think … it helps me understand more of my own life and our human world. It helps me to put almost everything in perspective.
Its fun making the pictures and comments, I often laugh at the situation and think Annie and Charlie would agree.
And just as I think I really know them both after all this time … they suddenly show a totally unexpected reaction in a certain situation. Most pet-owners will probably concur and recognize this.
Sometimes, when Charlie lies half on my lap as I sit in bed, he suddenly looks at me with dark piercing eyes … not moving a musscle … and I cannot but think … what are you trying to tell me dear Charlie?
Dear readers, many years I’ve enjoyed the company of lovely and remarkable pets.
A few I would like to (re-)introduce to you.
Vlokkie, born in August 1993, was still a kitten when she became my mate.
She stayed with me untill June 2013.
Her arrival at my home is told in the post of 29. December 2016, see https://yvoncaroline.wordpress.com/2016/12/29/last-days-of-2016
Charlie walked into my life in September 2012 and never went away.
Annie came from the animal shelter in November 2013.
Totally shy, she is now growing more confident and more courageous.
I’m glad to tell you that Annie and Charlie have their own blog at https://catcaretakeryvon.wordpress.com.