Over the Christmas break as well as Easter holidays the International College of Chavanges slowly drained herself of most of her human inhabitants leaving behind in the wake of partings a few living beings belonging to the afore mentioned human beings. Cats. A small wave of panic rose to the surface as worried teachers wondered what would happen to their beloved cats while they were home making merry.
Great minds think alike they say, and apparently we have many great minds here because everyone thought of a similar solution. ‘Let’s present our problem to Mrs. G. by way of subtle pleas for her help.’ I don’t really find it necessary to fill in the details at this point. Needless to say we had a full house over all the holiday breaks. Meetings took place between my dog, Antonio, who thank goodness, actually thinks he’s a cat. And our cat Coco and the remaining living cats on campus: Mr. Leach’s Snowy, and Mr. Crawford’s Caviar.
And as luck would have it is now half term holidays. Funny enough I’m looking after all the cats again. I guess it’s a good thing that I do love animals and that, despite some people’s opinion, I am not a crazy cat lady. Although I am rather gratefully that over the breaks nearly all the people are off campus because generally whenever I go out of doors, one, often two, cats follow me around, sometimes right on into the house with me. And that would really just be another example of why I am a crazy cat lady. Which. I. Am. Not. But just in case…anyone can kindly invoke the intersession of St. Francis of Assisi on by behalf, I think he’d understand. So happy half term break, may all the students and teachers return refreshed and ready to finish the last term. Rest easy all; I’ve got you’re cats.