Yesterday was the inaugural Charu-day. May 10 last year we started feeding her and not long after decided to adopt her. We’ve all had a lot of fun together but recently I can’t help but think she’s a bit like a <a href=”http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tribble”>tribble</a>. There’s a little voice back there saying it’s time to get important things done like study but when the cat is sitting on my lap and purring… it’s hard… to concentrate.
I remember once going to the immigration museum in Melbourne and seeing this big walk-in diorama explaining the immigration journeys of different groups of people to come to Australia. And in a porthole window was a cat with the above inscription.
When Elon Musk finally starts sending spaceships to Mars a cat will slip onboard. The astronauts will eventually find it but they’ll keep it because the human loves the cat.
I has a cat.
<a href=”https://www.flickr.com/photos/sunnybreaks/14208762109″ title=”Ouh? by Hi! my name is:, on Flickr”><img src=”https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2905/14208762109_8e24b4c0e1_n.jpg” width=”320″ height=”320″ alt=”Ouh?”></a>
She had actually been here all along. I remember in the first few days of being at this house, going into the backyard and seeing this cat sitting out there. I wagged my finger at it as if to say, no no no you can’t be here, because I really like the native birds too. Je eventually found out from the neighbours that they were kind of caretakers of the cat. It had been abandoned by someone and the neighbour was feeding it regularly but because they already had a cat (that lived inside their house) this cat always stayed outside.
One day Je decided she wanted to feed the cat and with a guilty expression brought home a packet of catfood from the supermarket. Anyway, long story short, we started feeding the cat (which the neighbour was fine with) and she has moved with us and is now named Charu. The quick adapting to being inside leads up to think she started off maybe as a christmas present and was ditched because someone moved or something like that. From what the neighbour told us, Charu was just past kittenhood when they started feeding her, so we’re guessing she’s about a year and a half old.
I am chief namer of all things in this house so I chose Charu. I thought she looked a bit like a bengal tiger (eventhough I later read that a cat that’s a mix of tabby and calico is called a calaby) and Charu is a bengali female name meaning beautiful.
I know that cats kill native wildlife. And I know that western domestic pets are part of our overconsumption and that they use more global resources than Africa. And I know that supermarket petfood is rubbish. But in the end we’re not robots and I’m not mr.spock.
<a href=”https://www.flickr.com/photos/sunnybreaks/14362062724″ title=”Chara Charu Calaby by Hi! my name is:, on Flickr”><img src=”https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2928/14362062724_b8a0be1041.jpg” width=”500″ height=”500″ alt=”Chara Charu Calaby”></a>