My Story: Guest Post by Diavolo

Ciao a tutti!
Allow me to introduce myself: mi chiamo il Diavolo. Thanks (or grazie) to my pet human, Michelle, I am becoming bilingual or I guess that should be trilingual as I understand English, un piccolo italiano and of course I understand and speak cat.

For at least six years I have been a Community Cat, sometimes called Blackie but mostly just cat. I know I once had a real name but I don’t remember it.

There are legends about how I came to live at this small apartment complex just south of Seattle, Washington. Many say they can’t remember a time when I wasn’t here, hanging out in the back hall or by the front door waiting for a kind human to put food out for me. I spent years fending off other cats, dogs and even wild animals to get enough to eat. It was really hard in winter when it was so cold but some people would let me inside to sleep in their homes but no one ever offered to adopt me and give me a name.

I do seem to remember a kind old lady that I once lived with. She petted me and brushed me and always told me I was a good boy. Then one day she went away and never came back. Later some people came and took all of her things out of our apartment and then the unthinkable happened. They put me outside and they went away too.

For many years, like Blanche du Bois, I depended on the kindness of strangers. About three years ago this nice lady moved into the apartment right by my food bowl. She already had a cat, I could smell her before I saw her. I met Lili a couple of times when I came up on the patio and once we touched noses through the screen. She was very old and her human, Michelle, had promised that she could be an only cat because Lili liked it that way.

I knew there was no hope of moving in but I started meeting Michelle when she came home from work and she always had a kind word and a pat for me and always put food in my bowl when she saw me.

Last summer Lili got sick and one day she went away too. Michelle would sit on the patio and look so sad. Lots of the cats here would visit her and keep her company but I was afraid. Afraid I would get attached and she would go away too.

Finally in about September I got up the courage to sleep in the chair on her patio. She was happy that I was visiting and even gave me a soft pillow to sleep on and made sure there was food and water for me. She also gave me my new name; Diavolo because she said I’m such a handsome devil. One day she even hugged me and told me that when she was ready she would adopt me. She didn’t know that I had already decided that she was “the one”.
Time for a bath

The weather turned cold and she started letting me come indoors. It was so nice to be warm and have a lap to sit on. I was good and remembered my manners and waited to be invited up. I didn’t jump up on the table or counter because I knew that was bad and I didn’t eat the houseplants (they make me sick anyway…blech!). I always made sure to let her know when I wanted out. I never did anything bad.

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Oh, I guess you’d like to see me from the front.
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Finally at the beginning of December she said she was making it official and adopting me. Lots of good things happened. I got canned food (!!) and toys and catnip. She even has this plastic mouse that shoots a red dot out of its nose that I love chasing all over the floor….the red dot, not the mouse, silly. And I don’t have to be outdoors looking for real mice to eat.
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As you can see above I get to sleep on Michelle’s bed every night and I wake her up with grateful purrs every morning.

Yes, life is good at last!

And just look at this cool picture she made of me:
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(This is Diavolo’s story as told to his pet human…and typist….Michelle)

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About mvaden1948

I love to travel to Venice (and probably other parts of Italy and beyond) and my camera leads me where she wants without any consideration as to whatever plans I may have. I enjoy photographing nature, my cat and anything that strikes my fancy. I have a "thing" for interesting doors and architectural details.
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16 Responses to My Story: Guest Post by Diavolo

  1. Sue Merritt says:

    Lovely story. How nice for you! How nice for Diavolo.

    Happy New pa Year.

    Sue

  2. Sheila Bosch says:

    That made me smile ear to ear! Hugs! Silkie

    SDG soli Deo gloria

    Date: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 22:47:04 +0000 To: sbosch50@msn.com

  3. Susie L says:

    Thank you for sharing your story with us Diavolo! It brought a tear to my eye. I am so happy that such a sweet boy like you managed to find yourself such a wonderful human! She is a pretty good typist too.

  4. maginnisone says:

    I loved this story. It is like an extra gift at this time of year. I also love your bedspread!Barbara Palmer

    Date: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 22:47:04 +0000 To: maginnisone@hotmail.com

    • mvaden1948 says:

      Thank you Barbara. Diavolo is a special cat, surviving for all that time outdoors and still being such a loving, perfect gentleman cat.
      I love that bedspread too. I bought it on line and you know they don’t always match that expectation but that one made me so happy (always a good sign when you buy something) that I smiled every time I looked at it. And….it wasn’t expensive.
      Happy New Year to you and yours.

  5. Diavolo, what a lovely story. Between the two of you, the questions begs to be asked? Who rescued who? Awe, never mind. I believe mutual love comes to those who wait. ❤️ Both of you had your heart break, together you are melded and thus fore, mended.

    • mvaden1948 says:

      Diavolo thanks you for your kind words. He had me at Meow back in December 2011 when I had to make a move I didn’t want to make after living in the same home for 11 years (the owners wanted their condo back). I did promise Diavolo in July that when I was ready to adopt he would be the one.
      You might like this story about another black cat….get out your hankies….
      http://www.catster.com/lifestyle/black-cat-rescue-adoption-hospice-dying-joan-isis-stray-cats
      I would only hope someone would be a kind to me and Diavolo if I couldn’t take care of him. (something we worry about as we age)

      • Thank you for sharing your own journey and also the heartwarming story of the beloved black kitty and his owner.

        My animals have changed my world remarkably, all for the better. Each one has inspired me in their own way and each of them are priceless.

        We have been gifted. Enjoy a very blessed day. ❤️

  6. Oh what a wonderful ending! Looking at the current photographs of Diavolo’s shiny black coat you would never have guessed he used to be feral. Michelle you told the story beautifully and brought a tear to my eye 🙂

    • mvaden1948 says:

      Hi Donna,
      I don’t think he ever actually became feral as he was always very friendly and thanks to a lot of kind people he got food…even if sporadically. He has adapted to being a loving companion which I believe he was once before.
      He has been batting his new mouse around the floor and seems to really like it.

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