As we walked out of Grain something caught my eye. I stood and stared as a pair of eyes stared back at me. I craned my head forward and squinted. Was it? It couldn’t be? But it was!
Two years ago we had passed through Grain on Stage #15 of our walk around the coast of Britain. Towards the end of the walk we were joined by a young cat. It walked with us for just under half a mile, before finally creeping into some riprap. Here’s a picture from that day, as it strolls along with our daughter, Catherine:
The Friendly Cat from Grain, as we called it, was our first ever non-human Guest Walker. We have very fond memories of that cat.
Fast-forward back to today.
The cat that now sat in front of me could have been any old tabby cat, I told myself. Yet there was something about it and its manner that made me think otherwise. I took a picture of it and when I got home I compared it to the pictures from two years ago. The picture on the left is from 2012; the one on the right from 2014.
I studied the photos for quite a while. It was the cat’s left leg that did it for me. See how there is a broken black line which angles up, from just above a splodge, and which runs into the thick black band above?
“That’s the Friendly Cat from Grain!” I shouted out loud. The cat and I looked at each other. The cat had an air of indifferent curiosity about it; I on the other hand was ginning like a fool.
I eventually left it there, sitting and staring. I got back in my car, as I had a pressing engagement with an adventure further up the coast.
What a delight to see our friend again, and looking so well!
Points on this walk (copy and paste the co-ordinates into Google Earth):
- 2012 Meeting with the Friendly Cat From Grain: N 51° 27.562 E 000° 43.055
- 2014 Meeting with the Friendly Cat From Grain: N 51° 27.405 E 000° 42.975
- Date of Walk: 17 May 2014