If you own a cat and read nothing else in this post, please read this link on cat nutrition and consider what you’re feeding your furry friend.
I missed last week’s photo challenge “Changing Seasons”. I had nothing and no time to even think of a good image for Brisbane’s slow slide into summer, as it’s been a week of change here of a different type. My partner and I are moving into our first owned house tomorrow, which is exciting. We also lost a beloved cat to diabetes, which is sad. There’ll be plenty about the house to come in time, so for now, here’s a little gallery of boofhead Banderas.
Banderas wasn’t the brightest of cats, it has to be said. But he was adorable with it. He could purr like a steam train and his favourite trick was to headbutt you until he had your attention, particularly if you were talking on the phone or had a glass of something in your hand. Despite his size he was a shy thing around strangers, but would eventually come out of hiding to headbutt them too. An unusual technique but it worked; he charmed anyone fond of four-legged creatures.
We decided to leave Banderas in the UK when we moved to Australia last year, due to the stress of the long flights and quarantine. Luckily for us and Banderas, my brother-in-law was able to take him in and when we visited earlier this year, it was easy to see that Banderas had not only settled in but had happily claimed brother-in-law as his own. We all thought he had a few years left in him.
He was nine when he died, too early, but we’d fed him on Hills prescription dry food for five years, on the advice of a vet after he had a urinary tract problem. His diabetes went into remission when we changed his diet to low-carb high-protein wet food, but there’s a reason it’s called “remission” and not “recovery”. He got in a couple more years of headbutting his favourite people though, and he was always loved.