I went home for the first time in June since January! At home, I met and fell in love with the new addition to the family, "Tiddles"! Tiddles is my mum's little ginger kitten which she found stranded and brought home!
Prior to meeting Tiddles, I felt that I was not ready to have another cat after Tigger had died. But Tiddles brought me SO much joy and I realized that it would be good for me to get a pet again!
The hunt for a kitten began.
I prayed that the Lord will bless me with a cat who had a loving personality.
We hunted the farm sheds which are normally overrun with kittens but we found none! Upon returning from Tzaneen, I called Polokwane SPCA feeling very sure that they would have a variety of kittens looking for a home. Much to my surprise, they had none!
Two weeks later I returned home for my uncle's funeral. Sitting outside that evening I got home, I laughed when my mum suggested looking in the paper for kittens advertised. Much to my surprise, there was one advert. Mum called the number and learnt that there were eight little ones looking for homes. He told us that there was one beautiful fluffy female. We asked him to keep her for us as we would only be back from Johannesburg a few days later.
Well the very kind man did keep her and when we went to fetch her, she was the only one left. He mentioned that everyone had wanted her and I was so thankful that he had kept his word and saved her for me.
I called her Phoebie and she has just brought Liz and I such joy from day one.
Meet my little Phoebie
Matthew, the owner of the house in which Liz and I stay, loving Phoebie
Prior to meeting Tiddles, I felt that I was not ready to have another cat after Tigger had died. But Tiddles brought me SO much joy and I realized that it would be good for me to get a pet again!
The hunt for a kitten began.
I prayed that the Lord will bless me with a cat who had a loving personality.
We hunted the farm sheds which are normally overrun with kittens but we found none! Upon returning from Tzaneen, I called Polokwane SPCA feeling very sure that they would have a variety of kittens looking for a home. Much to my surprise, they had none!
Two weeks later I returned home for my uncle's funeral. Sitting outside that evening I got home, I laughed when my mum suggested looking in the paper for kittens advertised. Much to my surprise, there was one advert. Mum called the number and learnt that there were eight little ones looking for homes. He told us that there was one beautiful fluffy female. We asked him to keep her for us as we would only be back from Johannesburg a few days later.
Well the very kind man did keep her and when we went to fetch her, she was the only one left. He mentioned that everyone had wanted her and I was so thankful that he had kept his word and saved her for me.
I called her Phoebie and she has just brought Liz and I such joy from day one.
Meet my little Phoebie
Matthew, the owner of the house in which Liz and I stay, loving Phoebie
Matt's wife (also Liz) adores Phoebie!
Matt and Liz are both physiotherapists and have become very close friends with myself and Lizzie
Phoebie exercising her hunting skills!
Loving the scratch tower I got for her!
"Give me more of dat cat knip, hmmmm"
Queen of the castle
