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Jan Leeming

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Date: 7th February 2013

I was very pleased that the Sunday Telegraph people thought my piece on Tamby was worth printing.  Of necessity, it was edited but as I wrote it, I guess it is my copyright - so here's the unedited piece.

TAMBY – Stable Cat (Full name – Tamburlaine the Great)

Tamby was about eight weeks old when he entered my life in July 1999. My husband came through the door late at night with this little scrap of marmalade humanity in his hand. ‘Could have done without that’ he said rather grumpily. We lived in the country and Tamby had parked himself in the middle of a country lane. My husband stopped the car, opened the door to move the kitten out of harm’s way and the next thing he knew was it jumped into the car and onto the passenger seat.
I opened a small tin of tuna which it devoured.
At the time we had a boxer and a standard poodle and the kitten seemed to be at home with them immediately – he knew when he was onto a good thing!
There weren’t many other dwellings in the vicinity but I went the rounds with a notice asking if anyone had lost a marmalade tabby. After a week the lady who owned the local stables told me three of the stable kittens had gone missing of which our little bundle was one and would I like to keep it. The little thing had made itself so much at home that I couldn’t not keep it.
A visit to the vet established it was a male about 8 weeks old which sort of coincided with my son’s birthday so that gave him a celebration date of 18th May.

The marriage ended, the dogs died and I was left in a flat with Tamby who has developed more character as the years go by. There is a saying that ‘You own a dog, but a cat owns you’. That is certainly true.
Last year I decided, after much consideration, that before I was too old, I really did want to have a dog back in my life. Waiting six months for a gorgeous Klee Kai, I arrived home after a trip up North to collect him and set up all the paraphernalia – it’s like having a new baby! Result, Tamby refused to eat and after two days left home. What could I do? It was almost a case of ‘Droit de seigneur’. The little puppy had to go back to the breeder and peace is restored with Tamby as ‘Top Dog’.

He has become more of a companion and more proprietorial as the years have gone past. I am now woken with a very gentle tap on the nose which means he has waited long enough and wants his morning treat. He has now commandeered most of the bottom half of my double bed which means that I have to sleep diagonally across it. I wouldn’t change things for the world and dread the moment when I haven’t got my wonderful Tamby to share my life.

LIKED – The way he dumps himself between me and any male visitor
DISLIKED – The new housemate
FINEST MOMENT – Landing with his ‘posterior in the butter’ when he found me.


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