Mimi, Mewsing

photo of black cat looking out window

Mimi, Mewsing

Something about the light today brings back a memory…something about the time before I came here.

How long have I been here? It seems like forever, but I know it hasn’t been because I lived out there, out in the street I’m looking at, out there in all kinds of weather with noisy cars and kids after me, and I had all those babies…

That’s it, this time four years ago I was pregnant again. Which litter? I don’t remember…

These four big black cats, my children, didn’t exist yet, but I was near to giving birth, it was hot and they were getting big and heavy, my belly was nearly dragging on the ground. It was the only thing I didn’t like about childbirth then, those last few weeks when I was a real whale of a cat, otherwise it was as easy as eating dinner…I can hardly remember what it felt like to be pregnant now.

photo of garden with black cat

Garden With Maia

I came over here, I was always in this yard, hunting, there was so much here, and it was so quiet and peaceful, no big dogs barking, though the dogs were always nice to me…no people arguing or loud TVs or music. I just liked to sit in the garden, but the lady usually chased me away, something about not wanting me to hunt here.

…all the cats in the windows always looked so happy. I would talk to them now and then, Kelly or Cookie or Sophie at the basement door…funny to think that now they’re my sisters. They told me it was very nice inside, quiet, the lady was home most of the time and she loved each of them more than anything, she was like that. Everyone got special care, the food was good food. They had to stay inside…I really loved being outside, but I might be able to live without frozen paws and being chased by tomcats. I wouldn’t mind sitting at that screened basement door if it meant peace and quiet and good food.

black cat with plastic collar

Mimi with Collar

But I always pictured myself carrying another litter of kittens in my belly, and it’s really odd how…no matter how hard I try…I can remember some parts of it, but it’s like it happened to another kitty, all those babies…and all that catting around. I have no urge to do that now, wonder what happened? I think it had something to do with that awful cutting and stapling and that horrible plastic cup on my head…really, I just about changed my mind with that, Mewsette was the only thing that kept me from heading for the door and sneaking out, and I would have done it, no kitty was better than me at sneaking out.

I know that one of my daughters lived here because I saw her at the window and talked to her at the basement door too, but she wasn’t here when I came in…I didn’t really understand what happened with her, but I felt that daughter calling me, telling me to come over here, to get this lady’s attention. I did know this human was very sad about something, I could feel it coming from her whenever I was near—all of us animals could, even the senseless chipmunks—even before I came in. She changed too, that’s right, she quit chasing me out of the yard and started talking to me now and then. And it did have something to do with that daughter…

And before I knew it I was inside. Okay, I remember now, I was in the box with my newborns, then the lid closed and we were apparently up in the air, then voices, then the box was set down…the flaps opened in a little square and there was the lady looking at me. It was quiet and cool, she opened the flaps and I looked around. I was…in her house. Why? Now I know, now that I’m here, but I was totally confused.

photo of black cat on drawing table

Mimi on Drawing Table, with Lucy's Rainbows

I felt that other daughter around and looked for her and so did my new mom, but I knew then she was in the rainbows that flowed across the walls and floor from the crystal in the window, spinning slowly for no apparent reason.

Life is truly magical.

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Read more about Mimi’s mystery daughter, Lucy:

Lucy and I Fought the Good Fight

Lucy Inspires a Book

Meet Lucy!

And a little more about Mimi:

Mimi, on “Mother’s Day”

Mimi’s 2006 Children: Lucy, Charlotte, Angus and Donal

Mimi’s Introduces Giuseppe, Mr. Sunshine, Jelly Bean and Mewsette


6 Comments on “Mimi, Mewsing”

  1. […] Mama Mimi was somewhere else before, and she was there, she was a part of that place, until she came […]

  2. […] I was musing last week, something about the light this time of year, the temperature, the breeze, the very scent of the […]

  3. Wazeau says:

    Beautiful cat, lovely story. Thank you for sharing it.

  4. animalartist says:

    That photo really is from today, and Mimi sat in the window very reflective for quite some time; later, now, she’s giving me a “thank you” look and meow and head butt. I can’t help but think we had that connection and that really was what she was thinking.

  5. Anonymous says:

    Thank you Bernadette for recounting Mimi”s
    heartwarming and truly magical memories
    of how she found her forever home.


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