And even if the cat that turns up isn't an incarnation of Felix,
assume Felix sent them. Cats have a funny way of doing this (I blame
the mothership) my currenrt Furballs (Redunzel and Sarrasine) were
about born when Isis showed her first signs of old age (I remember
reading the side of a packet of food and saying "Issi, according to
this you're senior at 8!" she was 14 at the time and too busy chasing
her own tail to listen to me- if a cat is old at 8 she was an old lady
over half her life) then I was doing  a temp job with a woman who was
feeding a stray who had just had kittens in need of a good home (or
they were going to the pet shop) and Isis crossed the Bridge in her
sleep when they were 4 weeks old. Dave swore we would not have another
cat for 3 months so we could have some time off from slavery. But Isis
passed on Tuesday and when I got home on Thursday he was the one
looking at cat rescue sites and saying "That woman you work with- has
she found homes for them yet?"

I still think Isis contacted the Mothership and said "I am old and
tired now. I do so want to see my sisfur Fugazi again but I cannot
leave my Hoomins to fend for themselves "

And the Mothership told her "We have arranged things so new kittens in
need of a good home will be available for them and if you know what
your Hoomins are like  and have trained them they will do what is
proper"

The oddest thing is Isis fell asleep the last time (She must have woke
up over the Bridge. she just went to sleep and that was it. The way
we'd all like to go she'd never been ill in her entire life, just her
last few weeks she slowed down a bit nothing more and  before she
settled down for the last time she licked her food dish clean) in the
gap behind our sofa and a  chair (We call it the "Catcave") and from
there she left us

(No the oddest thing was for a few days she had taken to sleeping in
the kitchen and not coming into the living room and Dave tells me he
got up on that day and she was in the hallway and he said "You coming
in the living room?" and he swears she looked at the box in the
kitchen then sighed, walked into the bathroom used her box and into
the kitchen where she drank some water and cleared her food dish then
walked into the living room- Dave said it was almost as if she was
making her mind up whether she should go back to her box in the
kitchen or make her farewells to this World and she chose Farewells
because she demanded strokes and skritchies with more enthusiasm than
of late (Funny that morning I had to go to work and when I was going
out she was very demanding of skritchies etc, I made the front door 5
times and was called back every time- I got down the road and started
crying because in some way I just knew she was making her goodbyes
then again you don't expect a lady like Isis to do things untidily do
you?)

Anyway after Isis was gone, Dave went through Hell. She came in the
room, she sat about demanding skritchies and then she went into the
Catcave and she was purring then the purring stopped and he looked and
she was just asleep and then a few minutes later he said the room went
cold and he just knew she had gone but he was worried she might have
been in pain and why didn't he hear her? Even through she fell asleep
just 4 feet away and he would have heard her if she had cried out but
he couldn't shake the feeling

Until the Furballs first night, they settled down on the spot where
Isis crossed the Bridge. Dave said that proved to him that she hadn't
suffered because they would have sensed her fear if she had

She was a wise cat (she probably left a book there- a book telling
them how to control the Hoomins)

Anyway I guess what I am trying to say is that you are open to the
idea of another cat and Felix will organise one

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs