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For 13 Years She Filled a Space.
Kuching 1996-2009
Kuching means “cat” in Indonesian.
But she was more than just a cat.
She was with an Indonesian family originally, then an Anglican Minister and his wife.
After 5 years with those families she came to us.
Kuching was a “good cat”.
She was a friend.
She came when she was called.
She was happy to warm a lap in winter.
She was a good “mouser”.
She had a loud distinct purr.
She was a family only cat, she hid away when visitors came to the house.
She was slightly skittish – especially when she spied herself reflected in a window (the first time I’d actually heard a cat spit!)
As she got older she became unwell but could still catch a mouse and scare it to death with her growl.
Same with chicken necks!
She would walk on her hind legs for dinner while meowing her old lady meow.
She could paddy-paw with the best of them.
She mentored our younger cat, Chloe by showing her how to do some things that her Mum didn’t teach her.
Poor Chloe will never be the same after being shown what to do with a mouse the first time! (ew those crunching noises!)
On Saturday 1 August 2009, at the ripe old age of 13 her kidneys defeated her.
We have a small empty “Kuching shaped” space in our house and our hearts.
When she was younger she’d come inside covered in Plumbago flowers after snoozing under a bush in the sun!
This is where she will remain in my mind, happy and snoozing in the sun.
WE’LL MISS YOU OUR KUCHY-CAT.
