I thought it was about time I introduced you to Bubu, our very first Eastern European rescue. Without him and his gentle ways, we would never have brought over another eight cats from both Romania and Bulgaria.
Bubu and his mother were being fed outside, where they spent most of their time living under a parked car. Then one day the rescuer found Bubu seriously injured, having been kicked very hard. The vet operated to repair a ruptured diaphragm and also to “unstick” his liver from his heart. He stopped breathing for a long time, but the vet refused to give up and miraculously he survived. She and I are now friends on Facebook.
We brought him over just before Christmas 2012. A few months later we adopted Bijou as a playmate and they are besotted with one another. He has welcomed each and every other rescue the same way and we would be lost without him. He loves nothing more than to sleep in my arms all night and to ride on our shoulders. Still playful at the age of five, he adores going round our old house, checking in every corner for spiders. It’s not unusual to come downstairs in the morning to find a disassembled spider on the kitchen floor.