She hath wings

Tonight I thought I would write a little post about Rosie, my cat. I have had her since Mother’s Day, 2013 and she’s still going strong, despite having thyroid disease.

Due to a string of illnesses in the house and Rosie’s need for regular cortisone or antibiotic injections at the moment, I had to enlist help to get Rosie to the vet the other week. A contactless appointment was made. Rosie would be collected from the car and the driver could just wait in the vet carpark. Imagine my shock and amusement when Mav (not my husband’s real name) volunteered to take Rosie to the vet, given that Mum (then only other cat-over in our family) wasn’t going to be in our area at the right time. Mav is the man who has threatened to run over the cat, frequently exclaims, “You stupid cat!” and reminds me of how much money she uses per year (I don’t ask for flowers 🤣).

I made a joke out of it and said, “ Here’s your chance- you can come home without her!” to which Mav replied, “I wouldn’t dare- I know the relationship would be over after that”. Who knew a fur ball could have such pull power?!!! After loading Rosie in her cage, I gave Mav some final instructions. “She likes classical music, not too loud. She will stop meowing once you are coming home from the vet!”.

That poor cat was subjected to everything in Mav’s Spotify list it seemed. He was out to find out the true favourite feline hits for 2022. Mav came home in almost record time and declared, “It’s not the music! I’m convinced that she doesn’t like the bumps along the road as I drive!”. Trust Mav to turn it into a science experiment!

The best was yet to come. Rosie and Mav now have a bit of an understanding. She comes up to him while he’s lying in bed or sitting in a chair and rubs around him like she owns him. She has picked her people, and his was the first ever lap she chose! Mav will go on declaring that he hates cats – Rosie especially. Yet he brought her home that day and so for Rosie, that is enough and she’s standing by her man! 😂