It was December 1997. I came home one evening and found a white fluff bundle curled up on my door step. Caffrey.
It looked like he had found a place for the night and by the next morning he was gone. Only to return at night and sleep on the door mat again. This continued the entire week and then I went away on vacation. When I returned, he was nowhere to be seen and I realised I missed his presence! A couple of days later and to my delight, he was back.
I knew I had to do something. I asked around the neighbourhood if anyone knew him. No one had ever seen him and so I took him to the vets for a check up. He was in good health and the vet suggested he was about 18 months young. That same day, he came home with me forever. Having never had a cat before, I did a lot of shopping, reading and talking to other cat owners. During the visit to the vets, it was established that Caffrey is deaf. There is a tendency in white cats for this. So Caffrey is an indoor cat where it’s safe for him. Whenever I tell people he is deaf, they go “aaaawh”. But he reacts to vibrations, certain frequencies and there is nothing wrong with any of his other senses. Besides, sometimes I think it’s selective hearing 😉
I lived at that address for about a month and was about to relocate to London. The day before the move I came home to be greeted by my neighbour:”Someone enquired about the white cat in the window and they will be back this evening.” My heart sank. Over such a short period of time, Caffrey had stolen my heart and the thought of losing him then was tough. So I waited. On tenderhooks. The whole evening.
No one came. The next day we were off to London and never looked back. I left my forwarding details with the neighbours, just in case, but never heard anything. Whoever had seen Caffrey in the window either realised he wasn’t theirs or didn’t care enough to come back.
Caffrey is loved tons. Not only by me but by our awesome vet, Animal Ark, our wonderful cat sitting people Petpals and all of my friends, those who have met him and even those who haven’t!
Having been healthy for most of his life, in 2009 we were told that Caffrey had an overactive thyroid. This was treated with medication. Then in 2010, Caffrey was diagnosed with kidney disease. It was time for one of his thyroid glands to come out and it was unclear how his kidneys would react to the operation. It was a worrying time but I knew he was in good hands at The Ark.
I stayed home with him for a week after the operation and until the stitches came out. Check out his shaved chest and blue marks from the antiseptic! He looked so vulnerable but had an excellent recovery.
Caffrey is cheeky. Playful. Nosey. Sometimes, he drives me nuts when he wants breakfast at 4.02am. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. He is awesome. Cuddly. And his purr is therapy.