Chaos, upheaval, change that’s how the last two weeks have been here! It’s been exhausting.

One day a couple of weeks ago a man turned up at the door and mummy happily welcomed him in. What! Someone coming into our home, what’s going on! I slunk off into mummy and daddy’s room to listen from safety. As the man came further in he made unfamiliar sounds, he rustled when he moved his arms, his feet sound different and he smells odd too. Then mummy showed him into the room she works in, our room where we go for some peace and quiet and said this was his room for now. Well, that’s just too much , a stranger and he’s getting our room! What’s going on? “It’s ok Jenny” mummy said “This is Tony, he’s family and he’s going to stay with us for a little while whilst he does some painting for us.” Hmm I’m really not sure about this, I don’t know what painting is but it already feels like disruption.

Well…I was right, the following day it all started, noise, strange smells, disruption and chaos. From then on it’s no girls you can’t go in there, we’ve been locked in, locked out and confined, apparently all for ‘our own good’. Don’t touch this, don’t climb that, everyday different rules, furniture moving from room to room, so confusing!

One day all our scratching posts are in the hallway, the litter tray and our food is in the bedroom and mummy and daddy are both in there with their typing machines, working. Normally we don’t like being locked in one room together but this time there was so much noise and funny smells coming from the other room that we didn’t mind. Plus daddy had a lovely snuggle blanket as he wasn’t feeling well and was all snuffly so we all piled on and snuggled in together. Even I snuggled on daddy which I don’t normally do but I knew he wasn’t his usual self and had to make sure his big box of tissues was always close by and Millie hadn’t knocked them off the bed (she knocks everything off everywhere) and I really wanted to help him feel better and keep an ear on him too. I think he liked it as he sat here very still for ages and ages giving me a little stroke every now and again.

Each evening the noises would stop and we would be allowed back out and relax for a bit together but the strange man was still here and night by night we got a little more used to having him around. Angelin was the first one, really curious about what was going on and when we were allowed to be near when he was working she was right there supervising him. Then Millie curious about what was going on and went to say hello and give him a sniff but I always take much more convincing. I am after all the Queen of the house and need to make sure my family are safe so it takes me a little longer to trust a new person, specially when they come in and disrupt our home so much.

Bit by bit though I got used to his smell, his sounds and just as mummy and daddy said that he was leaving I had just got used to him being around. The one thing that was good about all this is that it was fun exploring the new adventure playground that changed every day as things were moved about. Lots of humans say that with blind cats you shouldn’t move things around as it confuses or mind maps but I’m not your average blind cat and I love a new challenge and exploring. What fun plus I can still smell where everything is and then all of a sudden you find something to play with in a place it’s not supposed to be and that’s real fun.

One thing I did find is that with all the chaos sometimes I get to do something I wouldn’t normally be allowed to do such as sitting on the curtains on top of daddy’s hifi. Well, in my defence they do feel very similar to the dust sheets I was guarding.

Just as I was getting used to him, the painting man left and things stared to get back to normal although we’re still not allowed in the living room on our own. Something to do with daddy’s hifi still needing to be ‘cat proofed’ whatever that is! Mummy and daddy are working on it so hopefully we’ll be back to normal soon. Whilst it was all quite challenging for me I do enjoy a bit of change, just for a little while, then I’m ready for getting back to our normal routine.

Right at the top of the list is obviously mummy and daddy and my wonderful furramily, Millie, Angelin and angels Peppar and Mia.

Walkies,of course and climbing trees well, that goes without saying. I love the outdoors and being able to listen to everything going on around me. It’s so stimulating and exciting and I can build a picture in my mind of the world around me. Plus it’s great exercise and keeps me in great shape and looking good. I even make furriends on walkies so it also improves my social life getting to meet new humans and other pets also out on walkies.

Pizza 🍕 oh how I love warm pizza but it’s gotta have olives 🫒 that’s all I want. Luckily for me mummy hates olives so I get to eat all of hers but the smell of them just drives me CRAZY! I’ve just got to get to them, it’s an obsession. So after rolling around and around on the warm boxes, every move releasing little wafts of olive gorgeousness, tantalising my nose I’ve just got to get in there and get them, so out come the paws scratching at the box, if I can just get a little paw in then I can get to the sweet, sweet olives. Result I’ve got one paw in, the olives are within reach, maybe if I use my sharp teeth I can rip away the cardboard outer and reach the delicious insides. Just as I’m working my way in towards my food heaven, I’m so close, just a little bit further and victory will be mine I’m brought back to earth with a bump, well a tap from mummy “no Jenny! Paws off our pizza”

Boxes, boxes, boxes and more boxes plus a bag or two. They’re just the best, you can use them for so many things, you can play in them, hide inside, sleep in them, sit on them and chew them. They make great forts and beds as well and sometimes they come with crinkly paper inside which is another great toy to play with but also snuggle in or on.

Snuggling, I didn’t used to like snuggling, I wasn’t much of a lap cat until the weather started to get colder after I first arrived. Then one day I hopped up onto mummy’s lap and curled up, it was warm and was soft and slightly squishy, so I stayed there for a while and before long I drifted off to sleep and from then on I was part adventure cat, part snuggle bunny. I now quite enjoy spending time on mummy’s lap, keeping her warm on a cold winters night and making it so that daddy has to go and top up all the drinks.

Playing football is just the best indoor fun, weaving, dribbling, striking and goooaaaaalll – Jenny scores. Just because I can’t see doesn’t mean I don’t still use the flat as a football obstacle course, patting the ball this way and that around the sofa, past the chair, under the table, across the hall and under the bed. Weaving between the under bed boxes and then back round and down the hallway, left paw, right paw, passing the ball like a pro before thwack…right at the front door – it’s a goal 1-0 to me. I also love playing with my sisfurs and have even started to let Millie chase me a bit but Angelin is the real street fighter, we quite often rough and tumble and then mummy and daddy yell “blindie fight” and off we go, as much as I hate to admit it Angelin normally wins but hey, I’m a lover not a fighter.

Bird watching is something that I really enjoy doing from our balcony. I can hear the distinct sound of their wings flapping as they circle around finding a place to land, I can hear their little feet walking around below on the grass and their beaks pecking at the bread that mummy sometimes throws down for them or the little apples that fall from the tree. I can tell the difference between the birds mummy calls pigeons and the bigger crows that swoop down and scare the pigeons away in one big flock. They all fly off in different directions, it sounds exciting and slightly chaotic with so many wings flapping in so many different directions, some flying up and away and some coming into land. From our balcony we’ve got the purrfect spot to see it all.

I can’t believe it someone else contasted mummy to hear my story so they could write about me. Josh at Tail Talez wanted to share my story because they, like me and many others want to promote us special or purrfectly imperfect cats.

I’m really amazed that people want to hear the story of a little blind street cat from Cyprus, I really didn’t think that my life was anything other than ordinary, it’s the only life I know and I really didn’t think that was anything special but it seems people like a fairytale, a rags to riches story and that’s ok with me. I’m happy to tell my story as many times as anyone is willing to listen, I want my life to be an inspiration to others to realise that us blindies (and other special animals) can make great companions and we can be adventure cats, bold explorers of the outdoors, athletic, fun loving and exciting members of any family.

Hopefully my story could just help another little kitty find their purrfect furrever home like I did.

Brave Blind Kitten Travels Over 2,000 Miles to Meet Perfect Forever Family

I really hope you enjoy my story and rest assured this isn’t the end, there are many, many more adventures still to come if I have my way. I plan to live my life to the max.

I love bath time, not mine obviously as that would be just horrible but bath time with mummy is such fun and I’m always there to help her and make sure she doesn’t miss a bit and show her just what to do. She calls me her bath buddy.

Once mummy’s run the bath I need to make sure that it’s not too hot and not too cold and just right for mummy’s furless body. I wouldn’t want her to burn herself so I sample it just to make sure it’s ok. She always says that she’s tested it first but I always like to make sure. As a cat, there’s really only one way to properly test the temperature and that’s to put your paw in it I hear you say? No! That would be silly, as the water makes paws slippery and slippery paws on the side of the bath is a recipe for disaster! Drink it of course, I know it sounds strange but trust me, I’ve done lots of trials into this and it’s the best way for sure.

Then I’ve got to show mummy how to wash properly, sometimes I cheat a little bit and dunk my tail in the water to get it wet then I walk up and down the side of the bath and use my tail to help wet mummy’s face, splat, splat! She does need a bit of encouragement after all. Then we sit together and I supervise whilst mummy does her thing and we chat away. Sometimes I sit on guard duty in case Millie or Angelin try to get in the way, they’re not nearly as good at making sure mummy washes properly as I am and that crazy Millie is more likely to fall in than help! Sometimes though I do let them up on the side of the bath with me as they do need to learn how to properly supervise mummy. Millies job is to keep mummy’s clothes warm by sitting on them and leaving as much of her warm floofy fur on them as possible. We don’t want mummy to catch a cold after all!

Then once mummy’s covered herself in funny smelling foam and thinks she’s all clean it’s time to have a bit of fun and we play the damp hands game on the side of the bath, that way I get a free wash as well. I walk up and down on the side of the bath and mummy rubs her damp hands all over me, she uses her fingers so I get a good scratch at the same time. Ooh it feels so good, it’s one of my most favourite games to play and each time I walk up and down I shout “again mummy, again”. This is the advanced version of damp hands and not to be tried if you’re a novice as both me and mummy have to be very careful as one rub too hard one way and I could wobble the wrong way and fall into the bath with mummy. Mummy also has to be careful not to use too much water as it could make the side of the bath wet and slippery!

Once we’ve played enough and she’s ready to get out I get her big snuggly towel down from the radiator. I know mummy could get it herself but as a good helper cat and bath buddy it’s nice to help spoil mummy. I’m such a helpful girl I’m not sure how mummy would cope without me. “Thank you Jenny “ she says “You’re such a good helper” and bath buddy, everyone needs a Jenny at bath time”. This is a highly practiced move which if you’re going to try this at home make sure you practice on the edge of an empty bath until you’ve got your technique purrfected.

After mummy’s got out I check those difficult places to clean such as her toes and give them a little lick just to make sure she got right down in between them. Humans have so much skin, it’s easy for them to miss a bit plus they’re not as fastidious at washing as us cats are. I know she doesn’t always like doing her toes as when I inspect them with my tongue she says to me “eww Jenny, stop it that’s horrible, it tickles” so just to make sure she learns from her mistake I give them a sneaky little nibble with my sharp teeth which makes mummy squirm. Well she really should learn to do it properly then!

After that mummy and I get to have a little snuggle together, I jump up on her lap and curl up, have a quick dry off on mummy’s towel after the damp hands game and just chill together for a few precious minutes. Whilst mummy and I are cuddling, Millie normally hops up on the side of the bath to watch the water go away, we wouldn’t want it to stay in there and it makes fun glugging sounds as it swirls away into the mysterious world below.

Mummy doesn’t always have a bath, sometimes she uses the noisy rain machine, which I don’t like as much because it’s a bit too noisy for me. If she does use the noisy rain machine then sometimes as a joke, when I’m feeling very brave, I sneak in and hide in the middle of her towel and then just as she turns the water off I reach up and pull her towel down around me and sit in it! “Oi! Jen that’s my towel, give it back, I’m all wet and I’ll get cold!” Then as mummy starts to moan coz I won’t move she picks up the towel with me in it and I get a big wet cuddle with her! Haha my plan worked!

Fun times are just what you make them, it doesn’t always have to be outside or involve being adventurous. It’s about enjoying spending time with each other, helping each other and having a sense of humour with just a little bit of mischief thrown in.

Even as a blind cats and tripaws we just love to play. Angelin is learning to catch and loves playing with daddy throwing crinkle balls on the bed. She jumps this way and that way and hides behind the door and then a biiig leap and flies right over the bed! As she’s still learning she makes sure she’s got every option to catch the crinkle prey she opens her mouth too just in case the crinkle goes in. The more options to catch the better. She gets so excited sometimes she snorts like a pig.

Millie is back to full strength too and leaping about after her nobbly balls and running and sliding down the hallway. She’s also been engaging mental Millie mode and running round the flat like a mentalist. I feel the brush of my fur as she whizzes past me down the hallway, in hot pursuit of a bouncing nobbly ball. As mummy and daddy say “watch out Millies about.”

Then of course there’s me, as you know I love climbing and exploring outdoors and playing football and running about. I also love playing indoors and on my scratching posts and toys, I love giving them a good fight and showing them who’s the boss. Just because I’m blind doesn’t mean I can’t have fun attacking the fuzzy balls that swing around and whop me in the face. How dare they!

Of course playing is such fun and I just love playing indoors as well as outdoors. You don’t have to be an adventure cat to be want to play and hunt with toys, it’s just nature and well…fun really and full on enjoyment in the comfort of our own home. There’s something really fun about just letting go and running around and having fun in your own home. Playing with your sisfurs and being together to just be a family. Sometimes it’s nothing more than just having fun.

I hope you just enjoy watching us just have fun and enjoy seeing Millie back to full speed.

I haven’t been able to get a good walkies with mummy all week, every time we go out there’s been lots of loud bangs going on. I don’t like the loud bangs as they’re just so noisy and there’s no warning that they’re gonna go bang.

The one time there wasn’t loud bangs and we were just getting into a good walkies it started to rain. As you all know I don’t mind the rain but it started to get heavier so we headed for home and a warm daddy towel down.

I don’t normally mind loud noises as my super blindie hearing can tell if it close or far away but these bangs are just so loud and they echo around and then I can’t tell where they’re coming from or if it’s something that I need to run away from. As well as that they come in bunches, not just one noise but a whole load of them, bang, bang, bang, crackle, crackle. It’s just too much for me to cope with, even with mummy around to talk to me.

Whenever the bangs go off mummy’s right there talking to me, telling me what a good girl I am, “You’re ok Jenny, it’s ok, it’s just noises, you’re so brave, let’s go this way instead.” Then if it stops quickly we might have another little run around and climb a tree or two or chase some leaves but then if it happens again I’ll head straight for the door to go home.

I know mummy would never let anything hurt me and always gives me lots of cuddles and strokes and I can always run to her if I get anxious. She doesn’t make me stay out at all if I don’t want to, I’m in charge of walkies and if I want to go in then we can always have a play indoors instead.

Sometimes the bangs are so loud we can hear them indoors too and this does make me scared and I run and hide away from them. Mummy and daddy even put up the curtains that they had taken down when the moth man came, they said that it’ll not only make the noises quieter and also keep us toasty warm as the weather gets colder.

Sometimes I snuggle on mummy’s lap for comfort and then if we hear the noises indoors then mummy rubs my ears and daddy says “it’s ok Jen Jen” and I feel safe and secure. Millie helps me too, I used to snuggle with Peppar if I was scared but now Millie comes and cuddles next to me and we sit there together, Angelin is completely oblivious to all this and just carries on as normal. Sometimes if I want to just hide away I can snuggle down in my snuggle bed or curl up in daddy’s towel and hide away in my own safe little world. When I hear the loud bangs indoors, that really upsets me, more than the outdoor ones, outside I expect to hear some scary noises or unfamiliar sounds but not indoors. Inside is where I should feel safe, it’s my home, where I should feel relaxed, hearing the loud bangs inside really makes me upset, every noise, no matter how small then makes me jump, even noises that I’m familiar with then scare me, my whole body is tense, I can’t relax, I can’t sleep and I can’t enjoy myself. Even with mummy and daddy reassuring me it takes me a very long time to finally relax and calm down.

I’m really glad this only seems to last a week here and a couple of other nights in the year but I wish it wouldn’t happen at all. Mummy says that the loud bangs are called fireworks and make pretty patterns in the sky. That made me think though, I can use my imagination and other senses to make an image in my mind as to what they look like, why can’t humans do this too and then they wouldn’t need to make the horrible loud bangs and scare me. Surely the pretty patterns in the sky aren’t worth such loud noises.

We know that mummy and daddy are really busy with human stuff everyday so we do try to help out. Plus, nobody likes doing chores so we try to help mummy and daddy with those as well so they get done quicker, and of course better with our supervision.

I’ve been helping mummy sort clothes, when the man came to treat the moths mummy had to put everything in bags and then needs to wash them all before putting them back in the cupboards. She said it would be a good time for her and daddy to have a good clear out so I’ve been helping with that. Sorting this bag and that bag and making sure mummy knows what’s in each of them. What’s in that bag mummy? No, do this one first. Even Millies been helping out by scratching at the bags so mummy can see what’s in side. Gradually with my help the piles are getting less and less and the one that mummy says is for the charity shop is getting bigger.

Millie likes helping with the washing, she helps mummy make sure it’s all properly folded and sorted and ready to put away. We all know that clean clothes are by far the best place to sleep and nothing is ever quite right about clothes that don’t have at least some fur on them. With all the things in bags needing to be washed there’s lots of washing to supervise so we’re very busy.

Sometimes though I think there’s enough going on and mummy and daddy need a break from working and so our job can sometimes be to stop them from doing chores and have a rest. This weekend I snuggled up on the bed, it’s not a normal place for me to curl up but I just wanted mummy to have a break. I miss snuggling with Peppar when he used to curl up on mummy’s pillow and so I was so happy when Millie came and curled up with me. She’s not Peppar but all her long floofy fur makes a lovely warm place to have a sleep. We stayed there just long enough for mummy to not bother to change the sheets today so we’ll help her tomorrow. There’s nothing more fun than chasing the edges as mummy pulls them this way and that, it’s like indoor leaf chasing.

Then after we’ve been for walkies and mummy and daddy have had dinner we sit on them so they have to stay on the sofa and relax. Sometimes we all pile on mummy, sometimes we spread out and sit on mummy and daddy at the same time so they both relax together.

Then, just to make the week extra special and a real treat for Halloween we received the most amazing gift, a beautiful portrait of Peppar. My sweet angel brofur has become the best thing I could have ever wished for. Plus there was some amazing hearts seeds which mummy and daddy said we can plant in the spring and then the pretty flowers will remind us all of him watching over us. I love smelling flowers so I can’t wait to help mummy dig the planters to plant Peppar’s love flowers 🌸 🌺. I know Peppar would love this as he was a complete hippy cat at heart.

I was thinking back to a day that changed my life forever, the day I went out for walkies for the very first time. Little did I know then how significant that day would be. From that day on my life changed forever. No longer was I an indoor kitty….I was an outdoor adventure cat.

Those first anxious steps – mummy’s not mine! I was straight out the door, whiskers forward in anticipation, off into the unknown, a big deep breath inhaling all the scents around me, it smelt so fresh, so interesting, so inviting. I could feel the grass and soil under my paws it was just natural for me and so off I went exploring. I think mummy was very happy but also slightly disappointed as I think she though I’d make a bigger deal of that first adventure. I guess I just had that spirit inside me, just waiting to be let out, waiting for that purrfect forever home, that purrfect mummy and daddy. Maybe fate brought us together, a secret adventure cat and a family who could recognise that hidden inner desire.

Mummy and I chat a lot when we’re outside, one day I asked mummy if she or daddy had ever taken any of their other cats for walkies, she said she had tried taking Peppar and Misty out once years ago but they didn’t like it at all. Mia used to go out exploring as a kitten and young cat but they moved house and there weren’t any gardens like here and Mia was very happy indoors. Mummy said “ Jenny, when we met you and you became part of our family, there was just something about you, a little something inside you shining out that made us think going out for walkies would be something that would be good for you and that you would enjoy.” But mummy most humans wouldn’t think of taking a blind cat outside. “Well, we’re not most humans Jen, you should know that by now. We see you for what you can do not what you can’t. You showed us your intelligence, confidence and your creativity when climbing indoors. You showed us that you like to be challenged and want to learn how to do things by yourself. I mean you taught yourself how to get down off the big scratching post, that was all you, not us. We knew you could handle it.”

Everyday that mummy is home working as it gets near to walkies time I climb up onto mummy’s desk and sit there impatiently waiting for her to finish. I walk across in front of her, I sit in front of her screen and help her finish off her work. I don’t want her to forget that it’s time to take me out. If mummy isn’t working at home then I’m there pacing at the front door waiting for her to come home. I can hear daddy telling me that she won’t be much longer and letting me know how close mummy is to getting home “but, but…it’s walkies time daddy and I’m ready and raring to go.” As soon as I hear mummy’s footsteps outside the door I’m right there nose right up to the door. As soon as it opens I’m right there “hi mummy, I missed you, are we going out now? No need to take your shoes off, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!”

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To me being outside is freedom, it lets me be a cat, I can run around, climb, chase, hunt, explore and play. I can truly let go and be me, I can even have epic zoomies and get so excited I get big fuzzy tail. This isn’t something that I do indoors. Yes, I run and play and chase my sisfurs but the outdoors is big and open and exciting. Even when it’s past walkies time and I’m inside in the evening and getting wound up by anything then I go and sit out on the balcony and just chill and listen to the world, it’s my relaxing place, my calm, it always has been.

Walkies is my time, a time to just be with my best friend (mummy). This is our special time and I’m allowed to do pretty much whatever I want. If mummy’s been at work it’s her time to start to relax and wind down, she says she can’t be stressed, angry or worried when we’re out together, being outside with me takes her mind off anything. How can you be anything other than happy with me running around doing my thing and making you laugh?

For me, outside I get to challenge myself and I get to let loose, whilst I like being indoors and have plenty of things to do, climb and play with, for me there’s nothing better than being where I was born to be. Being blind doesn’t diminish my natural instincts. When I’m out I can practice my hunting technique (although mummy really does cramp my style), I can hone my other senses and keep my skills sharp. Above all though I can just have fun. It’s not all about exploring though, sometimes if it’s hot and sunny mummy and I just chill out together in the shade of a tree. I might stop to have a roll in the mud and have a good old scratch and tummy tickle and sometimes I just sit with mummy and listen to the world go by, if I’m in a climbing mood I go up a tree to listen and leave mummy at the bottom.

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That first walkies paved the way for so many other things, I never realised that it would lead to so much. I’ve adventured beyond our gardens and into other exciting places, which can be scary but with mummy by my side I know I’m safe. We’ve been to the park and a little way by the river. This is only very occasionally (normally when the weather is really bad and no one else wants to be out) as daddy is always worried that we might meet a dog that’s not on a lead, not many people expect to see a cat out on walkies. This is ok though as it takes me a while to get used to new places but it’s amazing how many new smells there are in places I haven’t been very often. Every time we go beyond the gardens it’s like exploring a whole new world.

I never realised how much going for walkies would affect other people too, I have so many friends (mostly little humans) who always say hello or want to stroke me when we’re outside. Sometime if they touch me they giggle or laugh and that makes me and mummy happy. I’ve met lots of other animals too, other cats and dogs as well as lots of birds including the Robins who torment me as they gang up and tease me, mice, foxes, squirrels, rats and even a bat, even I didn’t hear that one fly past mummy’s head!

I’ve been going for walkies every day for about 3 years now and I think I can pretty much count on one paw the number of times that mummy hasn’t taken me out at all (not including when they’ve gone away) she’s so dedicated to giving me the one thing that I love the most – outdoors, one on one time with my best friend.

Thank you mummy and daddy for believing in a little blind cat, for doing what most people wouldn’t even dream of doing with a purrfectly imperfect cat. Thank you for seeing me for what I am and not what I’m not.

We’ve had such fun this week, we’ve been helping mummy a lot and making sure that Millie can’t get hurt again.

This week mummy has been going completely crazy out on our balcony. she was out there every day making strange noises and everything smelt strange too. Sometimes we were allowed out with her, sometimes we had to supervise from inside. I really couldn’t figure out what she was doing, I was so curious I just had to ask her. “We’ll Jenny, we had blindie proofed the balcony when you arrived but now we need to take it to the next level and Millie proof it.” Soon she’ll be fully healed and as daddy and I know how much you girls like spending time outside we’ve got to make sure the balcony it’s extra safe so she can’t fall off again.”

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First she took a load of noisy, clanky bits of metal out there, then she moved everything around – seriously confusing for a blindie – and then she started doing something that made raspy, kind of swooshing noises. She said it was something called sanding. I didn’t really like it so I supervised from the safety of the indoor cat tree by the door, Millie and Angelin went out to help. Mummy seemed to like them helping as she kept saying ‘oh girls you’re being so helpful’ Daddy says this is something called sarcasm. Well as a cat I don’t get sarcasm and neither do Millie and Angelin so they carried on helping mummy as much as they could.

They were out there for ages making the same noise over and over. Then eventually I could hear mummy moving things around again, so I went out to find out what was going on. I tried to find the usual route up onto the table for a better view, up onto the chair and then up onto the…wait where’s it gone? “Hang on Jen” mummy said “I’ve turned it upside down so I can use it to hold the posts but you can’t stay out here when I do it otherwise you’ll get spray painted.” Well, I wanted to explore, moving things around might upset my mind map but it also presents new challenges and new things to explore. Not fair mummy!

So we all go evicted from the balcony whilst mummy kept going in and out with her stinky spray paint. It made a strange noise and rattled a lot. We were quite happy to be inside for this as it wasn’t very pleasant at all and each time she came back in she didn’t smell like mummy but smelt of chemical. After what seemed like ages mummy decided that it was all ready and we were allowed back outside again.

Then a couple of days later at the weekend she went out with lots more stuff and was banging and clanking and being very noisy. Of course we all went out to help again. I didn’t like the noisy bits but then there was string to play with and stuff that mummy was moving around on the floor which we all wanted to chase and catch. This was a fun game but probably more fun for us than mummy as she kept telling us to let go of the string as she was trying to use it. But mummy I meowed “it makes such tempting noises!” She really should know better by now.

We were all so helpful I think we made mummy feel really embarrassed at her ineptitude and so she told us all to go indoors and wouldn’t let us back out until she had finished. Then I heard the door open and she said to daddy that we could all go out and look at her handiwork – her handiwork! But it was us who did all the helping and supervising to make sure she did it right. Still we all traipsed out to have a look and tell her what a good mummy she was and what a good job she had done. It was that night that Millie was allowed out for the first time since her accident without being supervised. I think she’s still a bit scared of being outside in the dark, she was ok when mummy was out there with us in the daytime but when we went out together in the evening once it was dark it was only for about 5 minutes before she shouted to come back in again! I guess it will take her a bit of time to get over what happened to her and learn to enjoy being out there again. Still we’re all here to help her and I don’t mind as I love being out there by myself in the evening listening quietly to the nature outside. It’s my calm place to go if I get up tight or anxious about anything.

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Of course we were all very pleased at our days work but it was very tiring having to help mummy so much so we spent the evening chilling out on mummy laps for a well earned nap after a hard days work. Well done mummy.

Now we’ve got an impenetrable fortress daddy says this is the last step to get Millie fully healed and back to her usual self. As she is in the last few weeks of healing mummy and daddy have packed away the cage and instead of being locked up in it overnight Millie has been allowed through with us. She’s still not ready for full climbing and jumping so every night our food and water gets moved into the hallway and when mummy and daddy go to bed the living room door is closed. When this first happened I was confused but daddy explained “I’m sorry Jenny, I know you like to be able to climb the tall scratching posts at night to sleep at the top but Millies ankle can’t yet take the impact if she jumps from high up and as all the tall trees are in the living room we can’t have free range everywhere just yet. During the day we’re here to get her down if she climbs up high.” This kind of makes sense as there’s nothing really tall in the bedrooms and I suppose at least we can then be all together at night as a family. I think this has helped mummy too as Millie has taken to snuggling with mummy on her pillow some nights like Peppar used to.

We’re so lucky to have so many wonderful friends around the world. Just as we’re trying to get used to life without my brofur Peppar we got a surprise package in the post and inside was the most beautiful gift. It was a portrait of Peppar that someone on Instagram (@pawtraitbykiki) had made and sent to us so we can always see his sweet face and remember him. It’s beautiful, it’s gorgeous and it’s extremely thoughtful. Mummy and daddy say that it’s captured him perfectly, his cheeky face and big kind eyes. He is now sitting in pride of place watching over us all.

That someone could send something as beautiful as this gift to me and my family made me sit back and think. It kept playing on my mind when I was drifting off to sleep, I couldn’t stop thinking about how someone so very far away, who I’ve never met before, did such a lovely thing for our family. I think mummy picked up on this playing on my mind, when we went for walkies mummy said “Isn’t it amazing Jenny, there’s just some truly kind people in this world who just do things because they like being nice and bringing happiness to others when they need it.” I thought that I really must try to follow this same way of being, so I must carry on sharing my stories, hoping to bring you a little ray of happiness each week, my way of sharing the joy of my life, the happiness that I have found here in my furrever home. A little way of giving you a reason to escape into my world each week and sharing my adventures with me.

I feel so lucky that so many people want to read about my life and adventures. That a poorly little ex street cat from Cyprus could have so many friends who are genuinely interested in what I get up to is just so amazing. I feel so blessed that I can spread the word, along with Angelin, about what us blindies can do along with the occasional appearance by my sisfur Millie showing what tripaws cats can do as well. Knowing that my stories can help brighten your day and bring a smile to your face, that makes me feel really good and each and every week it’s my way of saying thank you for being my friend and following me.

So my post today is really just to say thank you to everyone. Thank you for thinking of us, thank you for being our friend, thank you for your kindness, thank you for your generosity, thank you for your love, thank you for reading about my life, thank you for enjoying my stories.