Portrait of a farm cat

Miss Cindy surveys her territory

Recently, a friend who is a professional photographer visited my farm and took these photos of our cat Cindy. Wow! I think I’m fairly handy with a camera, but no snap I’ve every taken of my cats has come out looking like this! Thank you so much to my wonderful friend.

Photograph me if you must!

Cindy is a big, strong tabby girl of about seven or eight years old. We don’t know exactly how old, as she was fully grown when she appeared on our veranda one dark and stormy night more than six years ago. She was wet, bedraggled and starving. We thought at first she might be feral, but her polite purring and nudging and respectful requests for food quickly put paid to that thought. The poor baby ate and ate and ate, and then drank and drank and drank. Finally replete, she moved on under a chair for the requisite feline bathing rituals.

In the morning she was still there. We put up posters, followed up “lost cat” notices, asked around. No-one in the valley knew her. General opinion was that someone had dumped her in the bush surrounding our farm. How anyone could do that to such a sweet-natured animal is beyond me. But some chipped teeth and a piece out of her ear told the vet that she’d had to fight a few battles before she found us.

An older photo of mine, Cindy resting by the creek which is quite a way from home!

At the time, we already had three cats but how could we turn Cindy away? She was respectful to the older cats, kept a distance from the dog, and wasn’t worried by the horses. She soon earned her keep keeping down the mice in the feed shed (and hence visits from snakes). My husband calls her the “dog cat” as she always wants to come for walks with us, even miles away from home onto neighboring properties. (Yes, that can become a nuisance when she eventually tires and has to be carried home!) She’d rather be outside than in, though can be enticed by a blazing log fire in winter.

I love the light around her whiskers.

Oh, and of course it didn’t take her long to lose her gratitude for any kind of cat food on offer and become as fussy about her food as our other pampered kitties! Cindy, we love you!