Sometimes mummy walks into a room and there I am having fun by myself and she sees what I’m doing and just says “Jenny, you’re weird” laughs and walks out again. The thing is I’m just so happy these days, I’ve got three sisfurs to run around, play and fight with and an older brofur who I can snuggle with and who comforts me if I’m anxious or scared. What’s not to be happy about?

I could curl up on mummy’s lap and give her a cuddle and show her how much I love her, which I do in the evenings sometimes. I could follow mummy and daddy around everywhere like a little shadow which Angelin does to daddy but sometimes I’m just so happy I’ve just gotta show my happiness to the world. That’s when I do my thing and jump for joy.

I normally do this in the evening, I’ve had my walkies and I love to spend as much time as possible out on the balcony listening to the nature around me. Whilst I’m sitting out there I think about how lucky I am, that I have as much food as I want, so many toys to play with, outside adventure time and above all safety and love. I can sit out here just listening, knowing that nothing is going to hurt me. Then, I come back inside and see mummy and daddy and I can feel the happiness building inside me, I play a little bit and with every play I feel love and that adds to my happiness. It’s like the best feeling in the world, getting bigger and bigger inside of me until I feel like I’m going to explode so I jump and roll and run and chirp.

Mummy and daddy say that they know that I’m truly happy because I can let myself go and just do what I want to do. Despite being a confident, adventurous cat I’ve always been a bit up tight, not always able to fully relax. Mummy and daddy think it’s coz of my time on the street where you could never fully relax. Millie and Angelin are completely relaxed, there’s no holding back with them, they have always been able to just let go and be themselves. That’s not me though, yes I get zoomies like every other cat but I’ve always just held back a bit and been a bit reserved. Maybe it’s having Millie and Angelin around I’ve learnt that I can let go, I can let my fur down and just do things coz it’s fun and it feels good. I’m a young cat after all and life is for having fun and enjoying yourself.

Sometimes Millie and Angelin hear my happy play and come and join in for a game of chase or a play fight which is really fun. Sometimes though they just leave me to carry on by myself to enjoy my moment alone. After all we all need some time on our own to just be ourselves in whatever way we want to.

I know it seems weird to randomly jump at the walls and roll around on the floor but it’s fun. Really I’m pretending that I’m deep in the jungle stalking a baddie like a ninja cat, using my blindie super senses to avoid detection and catch the baddie and save the day. Us cats are just like you humans, we dream and imagine and just because I’m blind doesn’t mean I don’t do the same thing. During the day I’m a mild mannered, adventure cat but in my imagination I’m Jenny the Super Cat saving the world from one baddie at a time.

Back in the real world though all I can do is hone my skills through my happy play and hope that I never have to use them to fight baddies in real life. I’ll take the “Jenny’s being weird again” comments from mummy and daddy as a compliment as they don’t know my secret, imaginary training mission. They also don’t know that they’re actually helping me train, when I shout to play in the kitchen and sit expectantly looking up. That’s mummy or daddy’s cue to pick up the silver balls or my favourite mousey toy for me to jump for, another superhero training session cleverly disguised as playtime.

As you all know I love climbing and I do it a lot, even when I’m indoors, I climb this way and that and weaving in and out making use of every bit. I use them all so much that they get worn out and all the scratchy rope untangles and the fabric rips and tears. For ages I’ve been hinting at mummy and daddy that we need a new cat tree. I’ve meowed and meowed over and over again, I’ve climbed it very dramatically and loudly looking over my shoulder and meowing at mummy and daddy and finally they got the hint.

One day a big box arrived, mummy and daddy told us that it’s a present for us, a present how exciting! Well all cats love boxes so we immediately inspected it and course we had fun climbing all over it and giving it a good sniff, we played whose the queen of the box and had a great time, what a fab present 🎁. Then daddy said “no girls, it’s not just the box, there’s something inside for you” oh come on daddy what could be better than a big box to play on? “Well…” daddy said, “mummy and I have been getting your hints Jenny and so we bought you a new cat tree to climb. There’s just one catch, you’ve got to help mummy build it.” A new cat tree! Something new to climb! That gotta be the best present we’ve had in ages and as you all know I’m a great supervisor so helping mummy build it should be easy peasy.

Step 1:

Help mummy unpack the box and assume the position of supervisor. Direct mummy to start building whilst making sure Millie makes sure we’ve got all the right pieces and they meet our high quality standards.

Step 2:

We all know hoomans are very bad at following instructions so you must double check them and make sure they’re doing it right. If you spot them making an error then you need to tell them, generally by a lying down protest as this stops them from working and you can then point out where they went wrong. It would be a disaster if mummy put the wrong pole on now as it would make everything else after that be wrong as well and she’d have to back and do it all over again!

Step 3:

As mummy builds, make sure to check that everything is tight and sturdy and the shelves are in the right place and they’re properly level so we don’t slide off. Here you can see Angelin’s testing the little shelf, it seems mummy has done a good job so far as she hasn’t slid off.

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Make sure each part of the new tree is the right size, if you are lucky enough to have a house as part of your new cat tree then make sure it’s big and cosy enough to chill out in and that it’s suitably robust for playing, climbing and fighting on and in before it’s fixed into the proper place. It’s impawtant to do this before it’s fixed into place coz once it’s secured in place mummy wouldn’t be very happy if it wasn’t quite right.

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As you all know I’m all about safety first when climbing and indoor climbing is no different. So you need to complete your safety checks and make sure it’s well balanced and not at all wibbly wobbly. I make sure the hammock is not only the right size but that it doesn’t fall off when I’m in it. Then as Millie is the heaviest, it’s her job to go up onto the top to make sure it doesn’t fall over when there’s more than one of us playing on it. We wouldn’t want it to topple over after all.

Step 6:

Having worked so hard and for so long, it’s time to enjoy the fruits of your labour and test out our (I mean mummy’s) handywork. This is definitely best done before the new tree is installed in its final position. As mummy and daddy always say with us helping everything takes twice as long coz we’re having twice the fun. Plus we make sure mummy does it all properly, there’s no cutting corners when I’m supervising.

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Once you’ve had the chance to try it out you need to give it some rigorous testing. As it turns out with this tree and us perfectly imperfect cats was hat having the hammock right up on the top with the big platform lower down made it very hard for us to get up and down safely, the drop from the platform to the house porch was almost vertical. So I meowed at mummy and daddy when I tried to get down to tell them it was too difficult, not for me of course but for Angelin who doesn’t like leaning over the edge. Mummy and daddy listened to me (of course) and took on board my suggestion to swap the platform and hammock round. This was much better and now we have the purrfect indoor climbing tree.

Step 6:

Claim your castle.

As you all know I love exploring the outdoors and climbing the trees and chasing birds and insects. Right now, there’s so much going on outside that it’s really, really difficult to pay full attention to what I’m doing. I can hear and smell so much going on, there’s so many birds in the hedges and bushes chirping away tempting me to chase them and the buzzing insects are coming out to play as well. How lively the outdoors is right now so full of life and happy noises. When climbing though I really should pay full attention to what I’m doing but sometimes, just sometimes I let my concentration lapse.

I was out on my regular walkies with mummy the other day when I heard a tempting tweet from up in the top of the tree so up I climbed to say hello to the little birdie. I was carefully climbing up, higher and higher but then I heard another little tweet so I turned my head towards the noise but then there was another one from the other direction so I looked that was, then mummy made a noise so I looked down, then more chirrups and tweets, I know each one belongs to a little birdie friend so I looked for each one but I was so excited by all the birdies I forgot I was only on a small branch. With each twist and turn I was making to see the birdies my body flexed this way and that and then before I knew it I just walked a bit too far one way and…oh no I thought trying to flick my tail back over the other way to counter balance but it was just a bit too little too late and I was already past the point of no return. I instinctively dug my claws in and held on really tight with my front paws and then over I went!

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There I was dangling from the branch but I didn’t panic I reached around with my back legs trying to find something to grip onto with my back paws. When this has happened before I’ve found a little branch to give me just enough to push off from to haul myself back onto the branch. Hmmm I felt around but there was only tiny branches which just bent when I touched them I was going to have to think of something else and quickly. I’m not one to give up or let go and if I can only just pull myself up a little bit I’m sure I’ll be fine. I’ve got the backup of my safety harness to get me down but it’s always so embarrassing as mummy makes such a big deal of me ‘falling’ and never lets me live it down! 🙄

Then I felt something familiar touching one of my back paws, I reached down and realised it was mummy’s coat I could feel, mummy had moved under me to give me something to stand on. I reached out with both paws, got a solid pawing on mummy’s shoulder then let go of my front paws which were just staring to ache with clinging on so hard and plop! Down onto mummy’s shoulder for a safe ride back onto the grass below. “Wow Jenny” she said, “what grip you’ve got in those front paws of yours. I know you would have got down without my help but we’re a team and we do things together.”

What mummy said got me thinking. We’re a team and I already help mummy with her work but what else can I do to help her out. Well, I just love it when mummy does the washing up as it means I get to play the damp hands game but what if I helped her a bit more and just made sure everything was cleaned properly. After all us kitties are known for how clean we are so what better job. So, the next time I heard mummy splashing about in the kitchen sink, I ran along and started telling her that I’d come to help. The only problem was I couldn’t really tell what she was doing from the floor, I needed a better vantage point. Then I had a pawesome idea, I could supervise from mummy’s shoulder, a bit like when we’re outdoors and I use her shoulder as a rest stop when coming down the tree, maybe I could use it to get a better point to supervise from. Now…normally… I stop on mummy’s shoulder whilst coming down and that’s easy as I just step onto her but how to get there from the floor? Then it struck me, I can climb mummy like a tree! I’m an expert climber after all and I can climb anything so why not climb mummy. I’d best be gentle though as mummy has soft skin and no protective fur like I have and I don’t want to hurt her. I can do that though I’m very skilled and so here goes, 1…2…3… Up I go.

Then daddy came along to see what a good helper I was being and gave me a little rub on the head. Then I thought we’ll I’d better make daddy part of the team to so I stepped across onto his shoulder to supervise what he was doing. We hung out for a little bit before he went over the the door scratching post where I could get off and he could give me a good stroke, “what a clever girl you are Jenny” he said whilst rubbing my chin. “Who knew you could climb mummy like that and without leaving a scratch, that’s amazing.”

Sometimes though when mummy is washing up and being lazy, doing it in her pyjamas, she’s not so happy to let me climb her but I still want to supervise and keep her company. Daddy came up with a great idea of putting one of our scratching posts in the kitchen next to mummy so I can still be there with her, keeping an eye on her but without having to climb her.

This week has been really exciting. I was out for walkies with mummy one day and we were just starting to head back I picked up an unusual scent off in the distance. This isn’t that unusual so I carried on exploring and working my way around the gardens weaving in and out through the bushes. Whilst I was doing this I could hear mummy talking to someone, again, this isn’t unusual so I carried on.

Then…I picked up a strong scent on the breeze, it was a scent that I recognised, it was the scent of another cat. I cautiously crept forward, towards the scent to try to figure out who it was, it wasn’t one of the regular cat scents that I come across, there’s a few out in my gardens, it was a new one but I could tell it was from a boy cat. I like boy cats so I ventured closer, then I heard a grumble in front of me – so not to be one to back down or be outdone I grumbled back. Then I heard mummy saying to me something about not being very polite and I should be nicer to the other pussy cat. So being a good girl I backed off a bit and wandered off to explore the flower beds and then gradually started to sneak back towards the boy cat, I couldn’t hear him but I knew he was there somewhere.

Mummy was still talking to the other lady and then she said to me “Jenny, meet Oliver, he’s out for walkies with his mummy too. He’s only a youngster so you need to be nice to him and show him how to be an adventure cat like you.” Ok then I thought I’m going to give it a try, I’ll give him a bit of space first and so I’ll go and sniff some bushes to pretend I’m not interested. Then I crept back again very quietly to try to say hello to him and try to make friends. Oliver was a bit scared as he’s never met another cat before so we didn’t want to stress him out too much so after a little while of sniffing and a bit of hissing from Oliver we left him to explore and carried on with our walkies.

Then…even more excitement, we rounded a corner and I could hear the noise of a new human, one I hadn’t heard before. Then a strange noise, which I really wasn’t sure about, a strange tinkling noise. Then mummy said “You’re not going to believe this Jenny, it’s someone else out on walkies with a tiny kitten.” Mummy spoke to the lady and then she said to me “Jenny, come over and meet Romeo, he’s just a baby, he’s only four months old” well I went over to have a little sniff of him and say hello and maybe make another friend. Mummy said “Jenny it’s up to you to show Romeo how to be an adventure cat but you need to be very gentle with him as he’s never met another cat before so he might be scared of you.” What! Scared of me? Well I went over to say hello and he was a bit scared at first and his mummy was a bit worried but with mummy reassuring his mummy that we were both fine Romeo started to relax and get a bit more confident.

He even started running after me when I wandered off to carry on walkies, but much like most boy cat he just got a bit too confident and so I had to just make sure that he knew I was the Queen and I was in charge, just a little warning but he needs to learn what’s acceptable kitty behaviour. Cheeky little monkey! We played around for a while and everywhere I went I could hear the tiny bounding paw steps of a very enthusiastic Romeo following along behind me. That noise was fine but the tinkling noise was following me too and I wasn’t quite sure about that. Mummy told me after that he had a bell and tag on his collar which made the strange noise and that it wasn’t anything to be worried about.

Then after a while it was time for Romeo to go home and we said goodbye and mummy and I carried on with our walkies. “Well Jenny, it looks like I’m not the only mad cat lady living here after all, maybe we’ve started something.” Maybe we have mummy, I meowed, maybe they saw us outside having fun and decided to join us.

That night tired out from all the excitement and as I was drifting off to sleep I just thought how great it would be if I have helped inspire a new generation of adventure cats. After all if a blind cat can go out adventuring and exploring then any cat can, they just need to persuade their hoomans to give it a try. Who would have thought it, I’ve gone from a homeless street kitty to an adventure cat inspiring others to do what I just love doing. How lucky am I to have such an amazing life?

Another exciting week and excuse to celebrate, this time it’s mummy’s birthday. As you all know I love mummy very much, she’s my best buddy and so I wanted to make sure she had a very special day. I started it off by singing to her as soon as I woke up, I know the human tradition of singing a songs on special occasions so I sang the song of my people as soon as I woke up. I know she liked it as she woke up saying JENNY! JENNY! So I got the gang together and we all went to wish mummy happy birthday in bed. I thought it would be nice for mummy to stay relaxed in bed for just a little bit longer so I asked Peppar to stay in his usual spot on mummy’s pillow, keeping her head nice and warm and cosy. Then I got Millie and Angelin to walk and run (well in Angelin’s case poddle) up and down giving mummy a nice massage with their paws. I can’t think of a better way to wake up on your birthday.

Sadly mummy had to work during the day so couldn’t spend all day playing with us which would obviously have been the best birthday present of all time. I did my usual and kept her company, making sure she knew that it was her special day. In the morning after mummy spoke to her screen colleagues daddy made her some breakfast and we helped mummy open her cards. Of course we made sure that it was as much fun as possible and made a fun game of it. We sit on the cards and only let mummy take one at a time, then as she takes the next one from under my bottom I scatter the old paper covers all over the floor.

Mummy got some lovely flowers, they smell just like the outside and they filled the flat with their strong, powerful scent. Mummy put them high up, apparently out of our reach so we don’t munch on them, every time she walks past them she gave them a big sniff and her movement walking past released a fresh burst of scent. I love flowers but that wasn’t all mummy got, she got a strange thing which I couldn’t quite figure out, it made a strange noise, like nothing I’ve ever heard before, I tried every which way to get close to it to figure out what it was. It didn’t smell of anything just made a strange kind of dull boing, doing noise. No matter what I did I couldn’t quite get close enough to suss it out, even when I stretched my neck as far as I could, mummy laughed and said I looked like a giraffe! Then daddy picked me up and took me close to the ‘balloon’ which must be some kind of magical being as he said it floats in the air! I had a good sniff and listened to it, turns out it wasn’t very exciting after all and certainly not worth trying to eat. Anyway mummy likes it so I’ll leave her to play with it.

Mummy and I had a special extra long walkies in the evening and then I was mummy’s bath buddy whilst she ordered some dinner. Dinner from the bath, now that’s a special birthday! She said it was a special treat to order food in so only for a proper celebration, even if it was just pizza 🍕. JUST PIZZA! That’s my most favourite, ever of all time but before I could say anything she said “ it’s ok Jenny I’ve ordered your favourite one, the one with the olives on and you can have all of my olives if you want.” Oh how exciting is this, it’s mummy’s birthday but I get my most favourite food, yum! Thank you mummy I purred as I gave her little head bumps from the side of the bath.

Later on mummy opened another of her presents, I was asleep and heard a loud ‘POP’ and mummy giggling, daddy took her ‘special’ glass out and as I came through to the kitchen I could hear a delicate fizzing sound coming from mummy’s glass. Cheers she said to daddy and took a sip and another and then another sip…mmm she said. Hang on mummy what’s this? I meowed and so she bent down towards me and said “You won’t like this Jen Jen but you can have a sniff” I put my nose into the top of mummy’s glass and oooh what was that? Something popped on my nose, then again, ooh that tickles. “That’s the bubbles Jenny” mummy explained, “careful it’ll make you want to sneeze if you get too close” and it did make my nose tickle and nearly made me sneeze…no I don’t like that at all, you don’t need to share that with me mummy, keep it for yourself.

Mummy’s special day just wouldn’t be complete without a lap cuddle. Just when mummy was thinking of going to sleep and thought she wasn’t going to get one I snuck through and gently hopped up on her lap and snuggled down. Mummy said to daddy “well, I guess we’ll just have to stay up a bit longer as I can’t not have a birthday lap cuddle” so daddy got up and poured mummy another glass of bubbles and I stayed there on mummy’s lap with her gently stroking me. Happy birthday mummy I purred.

This week was a special week, it was my little sister Millies birthday. Much like me though as she’s a rescue cat it’s her guesstimate birthday but of course we celebrate it anyway. Her birthday was on 1st April which really suits her as she loves to play the part of the complete and utter fool, she’s a kitty clown, a big furry, floofy goof ball, always doing crazy stuff and making us all giggle and laugh every day. She is a truly crazy ginger girl who, when she’s in full mental Millie zoomie mode is like a ginger tornado whirling through the flat. We love you, you big floofy, crazy ginger girl.

As it was her special day I let her be queen for the day, I let her be in charge, we played whatever she wanted to play and did what she wanted to do. We played all day, running and chasing each other, climbing up and down the scratching posts, pretending we were running through the forests, climbing the highest mountains and being true wild cats. As it was a special occasion I even let her chase me which I don’t normally like, I didn’t even teach her a lesson when she pounced on me and bit my bum!

Millie got a new set of her favourite nobbly ball toys for her birthday, so she spent lots of time playing her favourite game with daddy. The game is called fetch the nobbly but it’s mostly mummy who does the fetching whilst daddy does the throwing and Millie does the chasing whilst forgetting about the bringing it back bit. Well, the thrill is in the chasing after all. Sometimes she sits on the small table and when daddy bounces the ball she whacks it back with her giant paws – you’d better watch out as she gets some force in those shots and you neve quite know which way they’re gonna go. Daddy says she’s like a pro tennis player, serving an ace – whatever that means! All I know is I’m never sure where the nobbly is heading so best to stay out the way.

Thank catness Millie isn’t queen everyday, it would be complete chaos all the time and nothing would ever get done. As a special treat mummy and daddy gave us some extra special tuna food for dinner and they also gave us all our first ever time with something called catnip. Wow catnip is just amazing, I don’t know what it is but I love it and so did Millie, Angelin wasn’t too fussed with it but Millie was rolling around in it getting it all in her fur, I got some sprinkled on the scratching post which made me just wanna roll around up there and lick the platforms I was lying on. We all got very hyper and a little bit over excited – well, ok, a lot over excited. Peppar has had catnip before and doesn’t like it very much so he just left us girls to our madness.

I also wanted to say goodbye to a friend of mine, one of the little humans who taps on the window every time mummy and I go for walkies. Mummy was talking to her daddy and he said they are leaving to go and live somewhere else. Well, don’t be scared of going somewhere new, I’ve done it, when I came to my furrever home and it was the best thing ever, if I can do it you can too my little friend. I hope seeing me outside on my walkies has made you happy and brought you some joy. I hope that you remember me in your new home and that you might find another cat to be friends with. I’m sorry that you never got meet each other because of this nasty virus 🦠 as it would have been nice for you to give my soft fur a nice stroke, pet me and say hello properly. Hearing you tapping on your window, knowing you were there watching me enjoy running around, chasing things and climbing trees made me feel happy. Hearing you say “Goodbye Jenny” whilst giggling was so lovely, thank you for being my friend and sharing my adventures little human.

Happy Easter everyone, mummy says I’d make a great Easter bunny coz of my giant ears and you’ve all seen my bunny hopping skills, hopping through the spring flowers.

Happy birthday Millie my crazy little sisfur, you might annoy me sometimes but I’m so happy you’re part of the family, I love you loads you big snuggle monster.

I love the time of the year when all the flowers start to grow as it means the insects start to come out for me to chase and the birds get fat and slow and easier to stalk. It also means that I can play lots of games with mummy outside when we go for walkies.

Sometimes we play where’s Jenny. I run around and when mummy’s not looking I find a big patch of flowers or tall grass and then sit or stand really, really still, blending in with my surroundings. Then I wait for mummy to find me, she walks round saying “Where’s Jenny?” I don’t move though as I know it’s all part of the game and it’s just mummy trying to trick me into moving so she can see me. So I sit still and wait until I hear her getting closer and closer and when I hear her breathing I know she really has found me. This game is challenging for me coz I have to find and weave my way into tall things which means pushing my way through the tall leaves which for a blind cat isn’t something that comes naturally. Being blind means that I’m pushing my way into the unknown, it’s harder to find my way back out and hear things that might be in there. The more I do it though the more confident I get and the more fun it is exploring these new places. This game is like hiding in plain sight, I’m not sneaking under anything, just being very still like a statue.

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The other game we play is hide and seek. I might be blind but I always know exactly where mummy is but me, on the other hand I’m great at hiding, mummy wanders round saying “Jenny, where are you? I can’t find you” I keep very quiet and as she gets closer I jump out on her to surprise her and she says “Oh! There you are!”. This can be an indoor game too, I often play it with daddy in the evening before he goes to bed, I’ll hide somewhere very secret like under the bed or under the cat tree and he walks round saying “Where’s Jenny? Where are you Jen Jen” then I try to sneak out from one hiding place and keep to another one without him seeing me. If he sees me he bends down, scoops me up and says “I’ve found you” and gives me a quick cuddle before putting me down and then we start all over again.

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You all know by now that I love climbing and love spending time high up in the branches listening to the world. Why should playtime stop just coz I’m up a tree though? For me it’s not just about climbing as high as I can – although I love doing that and when I’m in the mood I’ve scurried up to the top before mummy can say “don’t go too high Jenny” – climbing is about having fun and enjoying yourself. So mummy invented a new game called tree twister, she says it’s a bit like people twister but up a tree instead so perfect for me. Mummy gives each tree branch a colour and then says to me “Jenny, left paw, orange branch” and I have to put my left paw on the branch mummy said. We keep going until I’m well and truly twisted up the tree, different legs on different branches and head and tail pointing in opposite directions until I can’t twist or climb any further without getting tied up in a kitty tree knot. Then, I shout at mummy to get me down but she just tells me that I’m quite capable and that I should get down myself, still, it’s always worth a try!

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Once the insects start to come out to play then things will be even more fun as I’ll be playing epic games of chase with them outside. There’s so much fun to be had at this time of the year, sometimes though you just gotta use a little bit of imagination and have someone to share that imagination with.

This week I thought I’d share my outdoor adventures with you. I thought I’d show you how I go exploring new places. Last weekend as a special treat meowmy took me out on walkies as normal but then, part way through we took a different route. We went in through a different door and

Deep breaths in, analysing every scent around, finding those that are familiar, flowers, grass, mummy then smelling those less familiar, different human and animal scents, this time I could smell something else, too, it was vaguely familiar but I couldn’t quite place it but it didn’t smell dangerous so I carried on exploring.

Ears up, listening out for anything and everything. This is where it’s good to have giant bunny ears like me! This time it was quite breezy so the trees were swishing around so had to listen out really hard for any other noises in the background. I heard a strange squeaky noise, then a really strange forceful clunk-clunk, clunk-clunk sound in the background. Mummy told me this was a train and it’s what she gets on whenever she goes to work. It sounds kind of scary but if mummy takes it for a ride then it must be friendly. I can also hear the familiar noise of people talking and footsteps, I can tell they I don’t need to be nervous of them as their sounds are far away. This is something that I’m very good at, even if there is a scary noise I can tell if it’s close enough to be worried about or far enough away that I know I’m going to be safe. If in doubt then I either duck and cover as mummy calls it; that’s when I crouch down close to the ground with my head kind of twisted upwards to try to ‘see’ where the high up sounds are coming from or the other option if the noise is nearer the ground is head for the nearest tree and climb it!

Whiskers forward, ready to feel my way around, I can feel when even the very tips of my whiskers touch something, I can feel my way along walls, fences etc. Push them forward and I can feel what’s in front of me and most of the time, unless I’m running full speed, my super reflexes can tell me when I’m about to bump into something before I actually do.

I walk proud most of the time with my head held up high to be able to get the best angle to catch all the scents and sounds. I do subtle sweeping movements, head gently going up and down or side to side to pinpoint exactly where the sounds and smells are coming from. My ears moving independently of each other so I can hear all around me, even mummy walking along behind me. I know exactly where everything is.

I know that if I get nervous then mummy’s there with me and I can just go over to her and give her leg a reassuring rub or she’ll give me a little stroke and tell me how well I’m doing and what a good, brave girl I am. She chats to me quite a lot when we go on new walkies as she knows I find it comforting. We chat about all sorts of things and she might tell me a good direction to explore in. Sometimes I listen, sometimes I don’t and go my own way, I’m always allowed to lead the way with mummy following behind me. Exploring is always at my pace and my direction, mummy only stops me if either I’m going to bump into something (very rare) or I’m going somewhere I shouldn’t that might be dangerous or just out of bounds like someone’s garden!

As a blind cat I don’t use my senses on their own I use them all together, sound helping smell, helping touch it all works as one. All of these then help me build my memory map which I use to navigate around, just like mummy and daddy recognise familiar landmarks that they see, I do exactly the same but in my head. Joining up the senses made me remember what that familiar smell was that I had smelt earlier, it was from the big metal moving machines, I recognise their noise from when mummy and I go walkies along the other side from the gardens, they roar past and leave a funny smell behind, that’s what I could smell earlier. This time though I could tell they were much further away so nothing to be scared of.

Of course I found a tree to climb and enjoyed a new tree so much I climbed it twice! Things don’t always go to plan even for an expert climber like me, the big tree was just a little bit too round for me today after already climbing twice but next time I’ll give it another go – I never give up, I just try again another day. From up a tree I get a great vantage point to hear and smell further away. By climbing the tree it makes its position in my memory map firm, plus I have scented it with my paws as I climbed so now I know exactly where to go to if I want to get out of any trouble. Now it’s my tree 😺

I hope you enjoyed adventuring with me as much as I did.

Can you believe it! It’s been three years since I arrived here in my furrever home, late in the evening after a journey that seemed to take an eternity, a scared, exhausted little blind kitten. I didn’t know what the future would hold for me but if only I knew then what I know now, I found the best home a kitty could ask for. Fast forward three years and here I am, a full on adventure cat, a master tree climber with two little perfectly imperfect sisfurs, my big brother Peppar and responsibility as the Queen of the family.

We had some sad times along the way with the loss of my big sister Mia but that gave way to happiness (eventually after a very rocky start) with the addition to our family of my little sisfurs Millie and Angelin. Mummy and daddy say that us girls are “as thick as thieves” whatever that means but we get on so well and we all love playing together, fighting and occasionally snuggling together too. Peppar is my best buddy though, he gives me so much support and I’m the only one allowed to snuggle with him in his snuggle bed or on mummy’s lap and he doesn’t even mind when I snuggle right on top of him.

Three years of feeling love, kindness, family, safety, warmth, play, what more could any cat want? Well for me it gets even better, not only do I have all of that I have a mummy and daddy who saw my potential and spotted my inner adventure cat spirit and let me embrace it. They even encouraged that inner adventure spirit to come out so we could explore the outdoors together! My mummy and daddy are extra special people, I know that many ‘normal’ cats don’t get to do half the things I do and go out on adventures with their mummy’s, certainly Peppar doesn’t get to have all these adventures, he’s happy just playing indoors. So not only do I have a wonderful indoor life with climbing posts and snuggle beds, cat superhighways across the furniture but I also get to be free outdoors too and do all the things I love like climbing, hunting, and chasing the insects and of course outside zoomies. Who would have thought that a little blind street cat would end up going out for walks!

All week I’ve been celebrating my adoptaversary, mummy and daddy said I could do all of my favourite things, so we had pizza 🍕 with my favourite olive topping, I was allowed an extra helping because it’s such a special occasion. I also got a present 🎁, I love presents and when mummy and daddy helped me open it inside was a beautiful new giant pawty bow tie to add to my stylish collection. What a lucky kitty I am to be given such nice things to wear when I go out on walkies. A girls gotta look her best after all.

We’ve gone out early for walkies so we can have an extra long time outside and that just makes me so happy, I can explore and run around in the fresh air and play in the flowers which smell so nice. I know from last years that once the flowers come out the little insects soon follow but for now I’m just happy jumping around in the flowers. Mummy says I’m like the Easter bunny mixed with Tigger. Well maybe I’m half bunny as mummy says I already have the big bunny ears!

I can’t imagine how my life could be any better, I certainly wouldn’t change a thing, not even my first hard life back in Cyprus, without that I wouldn’t be where or who I am now. I love my life and live every day the best that I can, I can’t believe that I was so lucky that my mummy and daddy chose to adopt me and that I’m allowed to so many ameowzing things.

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Daddy told me that today is also mummy’s day so I want to just say Happy mummy’s day to my mummy. She is the person who takes me for walkies, cleans up my 💩 and who encourages me to explore more and to keep challenging myself. She reassures me if I get nervous or scared and she’s always there for me. Whatever mummy does I’m right there by her side helping her, we do everything together, she is my best friend and I love her lots. To show her how much we love her us girls all gave her a big cuddle on her special day, mummy was very happy with this as it meant daddy had to wait on her as she couldn’t move.

I don’t know what the future holds but whatever it is as long as it’s with my family I’m a happy girl.