Posts Tagged ‘Cat’

May the force by with her

It’s with great sadness, again that I announce that there has been another passing in Woodhaven. My blog posting was on hiatus for a bit and will be for a bit longer. But I’m going to take this time to tell you all that Yoda has been put to sleep after an emergency visit to the Vet.


Yoda was a lone stray kitten when Richie’s cousin, aptly named Cat (short for Catrina), found her on the side of a road in Co. Wicklow. Cat and her boyfriend Derek, brought the little tike home to nurse her back to health and she became their pet and companion.


She was a content house cat and rarely went outside, and this allowed her to observe Catrina’s day to day routines. She even knew when to wake Catrina up in the morning by licking her nose gently. It wasn’t uncommon to see Yoda perched on the shoulder of Derek as if she was replacement for a pirate’s parrot.

Catrina spilled luxury on Yoda. She had the best pink litter tray palace and all the best foods and treats. This luxury would be removed when she came to live in Woodhaven. As it happened Catrina and Derek moved to Canada (they are there now and hopefully reading this with a sense of fondness and nostalgia), so Yoda became a new resident of Woodhaven.


We tried to slowly break Yoda out of the luxury she was used to and help her adapt to other comforts and to begin a life outdoors. She slept happily in the boiler house and was indoors most of the day, always longing to be close to one us. We were her creature comfort. She made valiant effort to the transition outside and we’ve seen her hunting with success. This, we hope, opened her world to a bigger life. Or well, that’s what I’m telling myself, the poor little thing.


When she came to us, I was used to Victoria and her youthful ways and Yoda arrived with a quiet maturity that I didn’t understand all the time. But this didn’t take away from the fact that she was to become a member of the family. Sometimes I thought she acted peculiar but I can safely say that this was probably down to her new found condition and reason for her passing. You see, Yoda, or Yody as Catrina mostly called her, had underdeveloped kidneys. We sometimes felt she looked off but would bounce back. Obviously this was causing her pain and it all came to a head yesterday evening. Richie could see she didn’t look well at all and seemed to have lost weight overnight. He went to the vet and it was confirmed about her kidneys and the vet confidently expressed that they believed Yoda hadn’t very long to live. The pain was likely unbearable.


The decision was made to allow Yoda to be put to sleep. Richie wanted to be there for her and stayed with her until the end. I don’t think I could’ve done that. He found it very upsetting, for Yoda, for himself and for how Catrina and Derek might feel, especially since they are now in a different country.

I can only take consolation in knowing that Yoda is in a better place and probably with Victoria. Her passing has left another sense of melancholy in my heart, as it has with the rest of Woodhaven. RIP Yoda.



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Hello Kitty!

I’ve been holding off on posting about another recent addition to the Woodhaven clan. Following the death of my beloved Queen Victoria, I was quite adamant about not getting another pet, least of all a cat. But just as Vicky arrived unannounced (against her usual, more grandeur entries), this little guy appeared at our patio door a few weeks ago.



We managed to capture him after an hour long escapade of ducking and diving. He wasn’t in a great shape either. For the first week we cleaned him up, fed him and monitored his symptoms, which was a runny nose and clotted eyes. Once the week was up I brought him to the vet for a full check and the vet did usual vaccinations and a jab for Feline flu, which is what he believed was affecting the little guy.


He’s now foot loose and fancy free and totally friskified (which is a new word for wild, curious, up to mischief and bold). Oh and he’s also not a he, he’s a she. We haven’t settled on a name just yet, since we thought he was a male and were initially going with Prince Leopold. We’re not even sure we’ll keep him. He’s already stalking the ducks (more on them soon). The only way I’d let her go is if she was going to a devoted, decent home.


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Yet another murky cloud has overshadowed Woodhaven and I’m not talking about the bad weather. Our fine-looking monarch and ruling Queen, Victoria, has, with great sorrow, passed away. I’m finding it hard to get over this. I left the house at 6:20am and then Richie found her 2 hours later at the front of the driveway. Her life had been knocked out her, most likely by a passing vehicle. The house is right on a bend and most of the time, the cars speed by.

I’ve grown up without pets. ‘Too many mouths to feed already’, my mum would say. When Victoria arrived at our back door, I was little impressed but for her beauty. She grew on me almost instantly and I had grown to appreciate her independence and sometimes dependence on us for the odd snuggle. Finding her lazy on a bed upstairs would put a smile on my face. It perplexed me most of the time, on how she got there, but I’d be amazed when she’d look up with that, ‘Hey. Yeah, I’m here, by the way’ look on her face. A big yawn and a stretch and then back to sleep!


I’ll miss her trot down the garden to the house, with her lemur like striped tail, high in the air. She was still so very young. Not even a year old. For fuck’s sake! Pardon my language. I’m pissed off and upset. I’m annoyed that I got attached in the first place but happy to have had her too. It’s so confusing. This is the likely reason why I’m not good having pets and animals around. We still have Yoda of course. Yoda was a house cat that Richie’s cousin gave us. She’s moving abroad, so we said we’d take the small patchy ginger/white/black cat. Yoda has slowly become an outdoor cat, against her own comfort, but she sticks close and never ventures off. She lacks the feral attitude that Victoria possessed. She’s older and more mature than Victoria was, so has lost her naughty but playful side. This isn’t a bad thing. Just, Victoria made me laugh and smile more.


We plan to bury her when I get home from work today (I’m writing this in work. Has to be done). I want to be the one to place her in the ground. She was my little baby.

If I was to have read a similar blog post, to this, 3 years ago, I’d probably be throwing my eyes to the sky, confused why people can get attached to pet. To all animal lovers out there, I’m sorry to ever have thought like that.

All rise, and hail Queen Victoria. You will be sadly missed, my mischievous, furry baby, with the best eye liner in town.


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The changeable weather has limited our time outside and getting to things that really need to be completed. Richie has used every opportunity to keep the lawns down. And fine job he’s doing of it.



I’ve managed to pot some flowers too. Though we joined forces for our window boxes.



We’ve become more American and erected a Mailbox. There was a debate on whether the postman would actually use it but we came home after day one and the little red flag was pointed skyward.


Logs, logs and more logs. This is one thing we need to get on top of. We want to have them all chopped and dry for the winter, though we’ve been lighting the stove and it’s the height of summer. That’s how cold and miserable it is this year.


Some of us are able to laze around still though. This is Yoda, a new addition to Woodhaven. Richie’s cousin is moving away and need to give Yoda a new and welcoming home. There was a bit of stand off with Victoria but they’ve found a mutual respect now.


And we still have a few noisy neighbours, popping over to the fence for the odd cup of sugar. Check out the wig on this one.


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There’s a grand stretch in the evening isn’t there? It’s bright now until 6:30 and the clocks haven’t even gone forward yet. Richie decided to use this to his advantage yesterday and get to more tasks in the garden. This time he was pulling the ivy off the stone wall, at the front of the house. He had some company, though I joined him mostly for a few pictures.


Spring is in the air again and the garden is starting to push up the new growth and buds are visible on the trees. It won’t be long until the leafy canopy is back like a green shady parasol. I make it sound like we need protection from the heat of the midday sun. I wish!


Even the nettles are pretty


In a few months time the garden will be a different place. A rural jungle. I like every season but this one has that crisp, chilled and bright air that I adore.

No lions, tigers or bears in this rural jungle but a more miniscule beast.


Victoria in her stone lair


A lonely gnome


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…….Queen Victoria. Yep, that’s what we decided to call her and if any of you watch Pregnant in Heels on Bio, you’d know why.

Ain’t she pretty:


She arrived at the back door of Woodhaven on Saturday and hasn’t left us since. Though that’s probably because we fed her. To be honest I’m not a lover of cats but she has grown on me. Her obvious young age also tugged on my heart strings as I didn’t want something bad to happen to her. I went to the vets today to see of anyone reported her missing. I had visions of a some kid crying over a her ‘lost miss tingles’. They said she’s most likely a stray if she doesn’t have a collar on but would be good to have her in for vaccines and to have her spayed.

She has settled into Woodhaven very quickly. Though she’s lazy during the day she loves the attention and each day she ventures further into the house. Curiosity hasn’t killed this cat yet.

I was worried about what impact she might have on the birds that come to the garden. They seem unaffected for now. There was also a stand off with the ducks but they tend to ignore her majesty.

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