Today was a strange day at the stables, marked by the reappearance of Wow Wow, a stripey grey cat with white paws, whose trademark was his loud ‘wow, wow’ miaow.
His arrival was noted mid morning, a crisp or rather more than crisp Sunday morning; his plaintive wowing becoming so loud and persistent, you couldn’t ignore him.
At first he was timid. He stood on a bale of hay and wowed and if you moved towards him, he ran off, but then he waited.
He waited and wowed.
I’ve seen him before, only once. Last weekend I saw him trying to catch a mouse in the long grass. He crouched, waited and pounced. He looked well.
In fact, he still looks well. He is a young, well covered cat.
We watched him for a while Sunday morning. He climbed out of the haybarn, so we could see him, and slowly, slowly he crept forward. He came closer and closer.
I crouched down and Wow Wow smoothed against my jodphurs and purred.
He went to see Lucy and purred.
He was going to make us late.
Having given him lots of love and strokes, we decided we better get on. He followed us and wowed.
Thankfully, when I led leapy about Larry out to his field and Lucy put Punch out, Wow Wow stayed still and waited patiently for our return.
We had half the stables still to muck out and were being followed round by a wowing cat!
Was he hungry? Was he lost? Was he hungry and lost?
One of the dogs had killed a rabbit last week, the remains of which had been found in a stable with cat prints in the shavings. Was it Wow Wow, who had dragged the rabbit into the stable?
Two hours later Wow Wow was still moaning, so we gave him a saucer of milk. I know you’re not supposed to give cats cow’s milk, but we didn’t have anything else to give him.
He lapped it up and then he started wowing again.
Lucy went home at 1 o’clock. Her lift arrived with some cat biscuits for Wow Wow.
Wow Wow ate them, not starvingly and left quite a lot. He obviously wasn’t starving, but he was still very vocal.
Lucy left and Wow Wow stayed and wowed.
Ann and Katherine saw Wow wow and gave him some attention, while they waited for the non arrival of Justine to clip their horse, Ellie. They popped home and picked up a tin of cat food for Wow Wow.
Wow Wow tried it, quite liked it, but clearly wasn’t starving.
I went to feed the horses in the field, and wondered if Wow Wow were microchipped. Should I take him to the vet to see if he was microchipped? Should I wait and see if he lost any weight? How long should I wait? Maybe we need a yard cat?
When I got back, Wow Wow had gone.
Maybe he does live locally after all?
I hope so, he’s too nice to be lost.