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Memories of MELVAS CATS
Around 1988/1989 he was at his prime, winning Overall Best in Show at the Birman Cat Club Show plus his UK Grand title at two consecutive Supreme Shows.
In July 2001, one of his sons Pr Adivelo Romany Rio went to join his father over Rainbow Bridge. In the two years he had been with me, he had settled in and had become again a calm, beautiful cat and I shall remember him that way. Several times he had been on exhibition to support local Clubs, and had been one of the cats in the Birman Cat Club Seminar 2000, which had been held locally.
His litter brother Amoretto slipped away on his 15th Birthday in January 2002. He had been a very stressed little cat when he arrived and it took him more than a year to relax, stop pacing, and learn to accept the love he was offered, which he reciprocated so gently. Sadly the previous years had taken their toll, but he was the gentlest cat and loved every moment of the following months. In their youth, I had borrowed the boys to show, in the same Sealpoint Birman classes, with one or the other usually getting the PC - except at one Supreme Show when both were beaten by their grandmother Natalie! Rio won Best in Show Neuter at the Birman Show, with Amoretto achieving Best of Group at the following Supreme Show, where he was awarded two GPCs. This was the last time they were shown.
My memories remain of him striding around with his tail like a shepherd's crook. Dear Smudge was named by my husband and was always 'his' cat. They both slipped away in 1993.
Sasha was the most gentle cat imaginable. All she wanted was food, love and sleep. Despite an excess of the former, she stayed with me until 1995. My memories are of her plush coat and comfy body curled at my side for 16 years. If only all cats had her wonderful temperament.
Dukie was always waiting for me at home and would leap into my arms with a howl of joy. It was a sad day when he left me in 1994. I can still see his deep blue eyes staring into mine.
Karin came over to the UK many times to visit shows and always kept in touch. She has become a very good friend of mine and of the Turkish Van cat. I am delighted that in 2007 she was joined by a Cream Turkish Van, Tini.
She was not a good traveller, and reluctantly accompanied her son to shows in an attempt to get the classes split Male and Female. Natalie was "always the bridesmaid" behind her son, though at one Supreme Show, she won the PC against three grandsons. She became a perfect 'pat cat' and gave pleasure to many others too. From the day she arrived, Natalie slept between the pillows until she slipped away in 1999 at the age of 16.
He retained his wonderful temperament and good looks until he slipped away in the Spring of 1999. My beautiful Romeo was one of a litter of six Seal Points, who were all named after Shakespearean characters as I was then living in Stratford-upon-Avon. His sister Perdita was shown and produced several outstanding kittens, whilst Cressida rarely failed in producing show quality kittens in all her litters. The last of the sextuplets crossed the Rainbow Bridge in 2001.
Libby kept the other old cats on their toes and used to pounce as they walked past 'her room' - the bathroom. She always greeted me on arrival home and I miss her welcoming me into 'her' room, where she always expected to be groomed. She slipped away in June 2004 at the age of 14.
Sealpoint Polly had joined me, accompanied by her daughter Libby in 2001. Over the years, she had regular visits to a McTimoney Chiropractor and she tottered on until the age of 21 3/4 - one of the oldest known Birmans. She joined her daughter Libby on 1 February 2008 and there is a very empty space by the dishwasher where she used to sleep....
Sadly, in April 2006 my dear Dilly slipped away to join the others at Rainbow Bridge. He tried so hard to stay longer with me, but some things cannot be beaten. From the day he arrived, and went up the curtains in my bedroom, Dilly had always been a special lad. He was always at the centre of 'trouble' and I have so many wonderful memories of him striding around with his tail in a crook.
19th July 2006 was the hottest on record, and my very elderly Sealpoint Birman, Chayli found the heat just too much and slipped away. Hopefully he has now gone to join his Russian Blue friend Joe, and his previous owner the late and much respected GCCF Judge, Anne Rickson. Tamandria Ricksons Folly joined me at 15 years of age. At 21 years and 5 months he headed the list of Veteran Birmans on the Birman Cat Club Website. You have left me with so many happy memories, dear Chayli.
In September 2004 I had been unexpectedly joined by a Tortoiseshell Birman female of around 15 years of age. Carmen had several health problems, and it had been difficult to find a home for her. She adored attention, but loved me rather than the other cats and had continuing health problems until she slipped away in May 2007. I was surprised how much I missed my Tortie Birman and still look for her when I visit the bathroom - she used to wait for me there for special cuddles and a groom.
In July 2001, I achieved part of my dreams. Champion Yaralin Sjtsjoekin, a Russian White (16a 14c), was bred by Hilda Blackmore in Australia in 1993. He moved to the Netherlands in the following Spring, where he is now in the pedigree of some lovely Russian Whites, Blacks and Blues. When his descendants are registered later in 2008, they will be the first Russian White and Russian Black kittens to be born in the UK. After being neutered, he came to me by air in July 2001. Sugarlump, as he was affectionately known, was a large neutered boy (well over 7 kg), and adored fuss and attention. As with most Whites on the continent his hearing had been confirmed with the BAER test. This is also now a standard test in the UK. He had been to a couple of Cat Shows on Exhibition in the UK, but he did not travel well and preferred to laze around at home. Also, at first he did not appreciate being picked up or sitting on laps. After a visit to a McTimoney Chiropractor (who treats animals), his neck, back and pelvis were realigned and he became even more cuddly and was always asking to be picked up.. His health deteriorated rapidly over Christmas 2007, and he slipped away on 2nd January 2008. There is a great deal missing from my life without him.
At nearly 20 years of age, Pippin was still a very handsome Seal Point Birman with the most beautiful light coat with golden glow, and deep seal points. He had a temperament to match, and it was sad that his hearing also went in the last year.
So, in 2008, I have just one breed of cat: And time moves on
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