Inmate name: Shoushan
Date of Birth: 04/09/2011
Hair Colour: White
Eye Colour: Blue
Personality disorders/disabilities: Deafness, princess mentality
Miscellaneous Details: Lily has ultimately become the beautiful blonde of the outfit. Behind the cute exterior hides a cold blooded killer. Her deafness gives her the advantage of being “bomb-proof” but often doesn’t see trouble coming. Along with her deafness, she is fearless and is always curious for new environments and wanton destruction is not far behind, although this is normally because she is abnormally clumsy. She is very calm, playful and soft. Do not be deceived!
Well what a week! Can’t say the beginning of this week has been the best moment of our lives so far … Snuggling in bed with our mum, then next thing we know, we were abducted by some strange looking guy with odd eyes and plonked into a metal box. Not even a chance to wave goodbye.
We travelled down some bumpy stairs and navigated the strange new cats we hadn’t met before. We were dropped down on the floor in a strange hall. Battered and bruised from that ordeal, it wasn’t long before we were airborne again, the silly odd-eyed human clumsily hit every wall and obstacle on our way out … Then the bright light hit our little eyes and a gust of fresh air chilled us to the bone.
When we recovered, we were in a strange enclosed room that started to rumble, a little like Kerim’s tummy after a large meal. A new face appeared next to us, the one we call “the bearded-one”. He began to poke and prod us, quite clearly oblivious to our current situation and distress. The odd-eyed one was somehow controlling the movement of the enclosed room, as the world outside began moving past rapidly, whether this was a good idea or not we cannot fathom, our lack of understanding of this human action did not ease our trauma.
Kerim and Ripley would not be quiet for the first part of the journey, complaining of the current accommodation and the fact they hadn’t had time to pack appropriately. It wasn’t until later, when I realised I had forgotten my favourite toy, that I began my protest. But it was no good. The bearded-one clearly spoke no Van and was apparent that he was an imbecile. I tried to speak slower and louder (as all good guide books tell you to do so) but it was no use. Well I gave up, no amount of moaning was working, I even made an attempt to dust off my French but apparently “où est mon jouet préféré?” does not translate to these morons.
Well we arrived, or should I say we landed, in a strange room. The walls were covered from top to bottom with books, which we tried removing for future reference. Sadly the mixture of London history and British monarchs is not going to help us. I have to say there are plenty of odd things to see here, excluding the humans. The facilities are nice, in fact having our own what’s-it-called its really handy.
I can only hope the humans don’t treat us as “pets”, that would be very undignified. I for one am a scholar and need to be treated with respect… Oh! Look a washing machine! weeeee…
Monday, 5 December marked the return of Van cats to Charlton after a gap of six months, the first time in twenty-two years when the house has been without a Van cat. We made our first contact with Suzann Lloyd of Tansdale Cattery at Chieveley, Newbury, Berkshire, when her beautiful Vankedisi, Hanim, was just pregnant and we were delighted when she gave birth to six kittens on 4 September. Sadly only three survived and as we couldn’t decide which two to have, we decided on all three, especially as the only female Vankedisi was deaf and we felt she should stay with her siblings. Suzann has been a great support and even let us visit the kittens when they were only a month old as we were off to Australia during October. While we were abroad she stayed in touch, sending updated photos of the kittens, so we could see how they were progressing. We felt really happy to have chosen our kittens from the Tansdale Cattery as the cats are wonderfully cared for and she has a well deserved reputation as an experienced and professional breeder. She also gave us a huge “goody” bag, full of toys which the kittens love.
As with all our cats, they have been given Armenian names. The white & auburn boy is Senekerim, after a tenth century Prince of Vaspurakan (the area around Lake Van) of the Artsruni dynasty; the white & auburn female is Hripsime, after the third-century Roman virgin who became the protomartyr of Armenia and our Vankedisi female is Shoushan, the Armenian name for Lily. Trevor has taken to calling Hripsime Ripley for short. Shoushan takes after her mother, Hanim, in being blue-eyed although both her grandmothers were odd-eyed Vans. Although three months old, they were still close to their mother and she will clearly miss them.
Until they get used to us and their new home we are confining them to the kitchen and the adjacent breakfast room. Shoushan is very adventurous and clearly the leader with a keen desire to clamber on things, whether our backs or tables & chairs. The bookshelves around the walls are very inviting although too narrow for a secure perch ! She has a purr like a motor engine revving and loves to be petted, but her two siblings are gradually growing in confidence. Whilst Shoushan is a little clumsy when climbing, Ripley demonstrates greater skill and balance, especially on the backs and under-seat spindles of chairs.