Acquired: Other (stray, given cat by friend etc.)
Posted Mar 04, 2014
Mungo was discovered as a stray kitten on a back road in Quebec by my partner's mother. He grew up in a farmhouse in the valley of Nova Scotia. When he was about nearly a year old, he was attacked by a neighbouring cat and needed several surgeries to save his life. After recovering from that, the impish and curious little fellow became shy and withdrawn, and appeared nervous at any sound or movement. Whenever I visited the farmhouse, Mungo would run and hide, and I only ever got to see mere glimpses of him...and despite lots of coaxing, he refused to make an appearance.
Flash forward years later and my partner and I move into an old Victorian home that's lovely for all it's stateliness except for one minor problem....MICE! Now, as much of an animal lover as I am, I've never been fond of the rodent variety (well, it's true I've admired a squirrel or two from a distance, but that's where I draw the line). Despite his introverted ways, Mungo was a renowned mice catcher, and had kept the family farm free of these pesky critters for years. And so with good references in tow, Mungo came for a short visit to scare away any small intruders. Clearly his reputation preceded him, because once he arrived, there was nary a mouse to be found. Mungo continued to be wary of me at first - as he was of most people - but gradually he began to circle closer and closer. Then, I found a way "in" by sneaking him pieces of his favourite treat, honey ham, as often as he requested it. And before long we became the best of friends, and he'd curl up in my lap and purr and nuzzle his forehead into mine. Needless to say, his "vacation" turned into his new residence, and we can't imagine life without our furry and brave little friend.