We only had 3 years and 3 months together, but in this short time Molly and myself became inseparable friends. Molly played a big part in my life and I am grateful for having been able to be her friend and carer, and in her very own way she cared and looked after me all the time. Our journey together started when I spotted a Facebook post in November 2012 by the Cork Animal Care Society looking for a home for a 16 year old cat that was found in a bad state of health at the South Infirmary Hospital in Cork. I had just adopted two shelter cats (Coco & Luna) and a third feral boy (Tigerle) decided to adopt me around the same time, so I was not too keen on a fourth feline family member. But every time I looked at the photo of that little fur ball, my heart went out and I could not help but wanting to give her a home. As so often, my heart overruled my brain and I made that phone call to give her a final forever home. As the weeks and months passed by, our bond grew stronger and stronger and Molly was my constant shadow. Wherever I went she followed me. Whenever I was ill, she snuggled close to me. Whenever I was sad she comforted me. She was always by my side. To me Molly was one in a million. You had to love her! Molly passed away 19 years old on February 22nd 2016 due to cancer. I helped her to make the last step towards the rainbow bridge and never left her side. Molly was the cat that started my love for Maine Coons.
Mowgli came to us as an abandoned 3 week old stray kitten. He was full of worms and flees, but with a lot of tender loving care and the help of my other cats to mother him, he matured into the most fun loving and inquisitive little cat. To me, he was the son I never had. We had so many nice moments with our small little angel Mowgli.Tragically, Mowgli disappeared one morning. I desperately searched for him day and night. 36 hours later he was found severely injured in a ditch. All efforts to stabilise him at the vet failed and he passed away the next day. He was only two and a half years old when he left us. I will never be able to forget this energetic bundle of fun that so loved jumping from wall to wall in our hallway. I still have his paw-prints on my walls, I was never able to wash them off. Mowgli left a big hole in my heart.
Miranda was another cat I adopted from the Cork Animal Care Society. She was found injured and severely emaciated at the side of a road. The ACS fought for her life for many weeks, but luckily Miranda pulled through. I first met her when she was on the road to recovery and straight away fell in love with her quiet and friendly personality. She reminds me so much of my softie Franklin. Sadly, Miranda died in a road traffic accident. Her and Mowgli’s death prompted me to build a safe garden for my remaining cats, where they can enjoy being cats without the danger of the unpredictable outdoors.