The Cats of Celt Wares

You’ve often asked about the three wee ‘amateur greeters’ we have on staff; so here is a little bit of their back stories, for your reading pleasure.

‘Willow’

He had a limp, and a gummy left eye, and ate little the first week, retching up lumps, half his size. We slowly nursed him back to health, until he was strong, bouncy, and his true nature was revealed. He wasn’t just a cuddle monster, he was a wee bit of a real monster. Of course, life on the road was a strange way for a kitty to grow up. Each week had a different view out of the window for him. At night, if the place was right, he would venture out at night, and be waiting under the door step, the next day. He was very happy the day we opened the first store in Strasburg. He spent the day walking round exploring, constantly purring. After a week or so, he was allowed to venture out back. He claimed the sheds, and did not want to come in for the rest of the summer.

Living closely with us in his younger years probably skewed his palate a little. He loves his veggies, including cucumbers, bell peppers and olives; he likes cheese; and he loves his leftover Flahavans Oatmeal in the mornings.

You may have noticed he’s down to one eye. He always had a habit of sticking his head down places it did not belong. Then, a few weeks before Christmas he appeared sheepishly out from the bush, with his eye, an inch away from where it should be. We were both raised on farms, and spending large amounts on pets was not how things were done. But you should have seen him. Not a braver kitty there has ever been. There was no complaining from him, in his suffering.

Anywho. To make a short story, long, all the Christmas money and a wee bit more, went on him that year, getting him fixed up. He’s heading into his ninth year now. He is slowly becoming mellower. More tolerant of the other cats. And when the cold weather settles in, he still becomes my husbands lap buddy each night.

Petability: Those he likes, he is very affectionate to. But he has his moods, so you have been duly warned!

‘Red’

He never left. He did grow bigger and bigger though. Not over-weight, just muscular. He does love his food. But his most defining characteristic, is that he must be the nicest cat, I have ever known in my entire live. He always greets us with a cheerly ‘Hello’. He is always ready for a chat. Loves to be petted. And though he loves food, he will always stop eating for the chance of affection.

He is a ‘company’ cat. He always hangs out when I garden, or he’ll be with one of the other cats, whenever he can.

Petability: He can be a little shy, but his affection is worth your patience.

‘Fluffy’

She now lives predominately under our BBQ, to provide herself with ready access to the food bowls by the door. She may be wild, but she’s smart!

Petability: She will run from you the moment you look at her. Don’t take it personally.

And remember, a portion of all sales goes directly into their tummies, so know that your business is purringly appreciated.

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