Although we bought Hank and his siblings Minnie and Shadow, they were still “rescued” cats. They were in a cage in a DIY shop, barely old enough to have left their mother, so tiny and scanky. We went in for one and came back out with all three, they cost €2 each. With a lot of TLC, all three of them turned into such beauties.
Shadow was the first to leave us, he was killed on the road before he was a year old. But I treasured the other two, they were such exceptional cats. When the first rescue dog, Lady, arrived they just accepted her and within hours of meeting were curling up asleep next to her. Then we introduced rescue dog number 2, Sparky, who was a puppy and used to play and play with Hank. The next to arrive was Pooch and so it went on, as each new dog arrived the cats just accepted them all. Hank was always in charge, he ruled the roost over the cats and dogs, and us too. To quote Mino “He walks amongst the dogs like a Prince amongst Paupers”. This was so true, although I’m not sure Squirt would agree. He used to drag Hank around with his teeth, it was so funny to watch them rolling around together.
Hank and Minnie came with us from Portugal to Puglia – the incredible journey, five days and two vehicles!
In April 2008, Hank was hit by a car and suffered a punctured lung from a broken rib, and a broken tail, which he had amputated. Then he was diagnosed with cirrhosis of the liver and was very poorly, but he stabilised and managed very well.
Sadly Hank, was killed on the road on 15th June 2012. Hank had survived an earlier accident with a car when were living in our previous house, although he lost his tail. He was still beautiful though. Such a gorgeous affectionate cat. Definitely the boss, but so good with all the younger cats. If he was out of our grounds though, he became a bit of a fighter!
Behind our place are miles of fields, mostly olive groves, why can’t they go that way and stay off the road. No, that would be too simple! Unfortunately, we cannot dictate where the cats go, unlike the dogs. It is such a waste of a life. I adored him and still do.
We both miss Hank so much, I was so proud of him. Why is life so cruel? You gave us 9 wonderful years boy, but it should have been longer, you were too young to die. He is now resting with the other two we have lost since we lived here, Sbirolino and Micia. Three beautiful cats, ironically all were black.
Bless you Hank, another huge hole in my heart.