My little furry adventurer

Another post about my infamous travelling cat. He flew in a plane to a new world, and watching him explore his new land and territory has been inspiring.

I was so nervous, cautious and hesitant about him coming here, afraid that I'd finally gotten him here and he would lose his was, or just find more love in another home and run away...such a paranoid cat mommy.

But he's a wonder to watch while he's exploring, not afraid of anything. Back home in SA, he never had other cats around, he never encountered other cats. He had three Jack Russell's that respected him and a Staffie cross Daxie that loved to play with him and run circles around him! So the end result being, he has no idea what other cats are, and I assume Momo thinks they are strange looking dogs.

There is a resident cat that has been here for a while, Stompie. She has a short tail and little voice. Momo is trying in vein to be friends with her, but she just hisses at him and he stares at her and can't understand, so swishes off to carry on doing what ever he was doing. We also have a stray, squint Siamese with a deep meow that comes waltzing through the garden, whom Momo follows around when he's here...it's more like a fascinated stalking, and I'm sure Mogli is just trying to understand what this cat is yowling out.

Just as a mother documents the stages of their child's life, I try to capture the life story of my fur-baby. The images are from some of his first wanderings in his new space and into the garden. And yes, he also wears moustaches on his attire!