Frimousse and RouXy on holiday

At the beginning of August 2002, we decided to spend a week hiking in the mountains near Bessans – I was still able to walk in the mountains at the time. We rented a small flat there.

Frimousse would be alone while we were out, so we asked RouXy’s Masters if they would agree with our taking RouXy, their cat, for a week’s holiday with us. Frimousse was two years old and RouXy was one. It was about two months after his leg was severed.

Frimousse and RouXy, a week’s holiday with us!

They remained together in the flat waiting for our return at the end of the day. They spent hours on the radiator in front of the window watching outside, waiting for us, probably.

RouXy’s stump was still bleeding, so at the end of the week we had to take the sheets to the laundry and shampoo the carpet… We think Frimousse and RouXy were happy, even if they had to stay inside.

It was a very happy moment for us.

Mix

RouXy on Plume’s Masters’ firewood, on April 6th, 2008

RouXy with Plume, on May 4th, 2016, on her lawn, a month before she died

Frimousse, on June 17th, 2008, at the time of the first fits, before the beginning of Frimousse Blog

What about Tigri?

June 28th, 2008

Frimousse’s Mistress points out that Tigri seems to be forgotten! And precisely today, the three kitties together in June 2008. That was just before the beginning of Frimousse blog.

In this connection, you’ve noticed that I have posted on this blog a selection of photos taken before July, 2008. Photos taken later can be seen on le Blog de Frimousse   on Overblog (in French…)

June 30th, 2008

RouXy’s “bedroom”

This is a very special photo, which illustrated perfectly RouXy’s special status in his house.

RouXy had two Masters, two unmarried brothers – the elder died in July 2016. Their bedrooms were upstairs. On the ground floor, there’s the kitchen, the living-room and… their mother’s bedroom. She died more than twenty years ago – we’ve never met her.

After her death, her bedroom was left as it was and used as a sort of store-room.

Because of the accident of his Master, the younger one, RouXy was very often in the house. And he managed to have that bed-room open for him to spend hours on the bed, with religious objects near him…

Four or five ago RouXy’s elder Master had to spend a couple of months at the hospital. It was clear that when he would come back he would be unable to climb upstairs to his bedroom. His brother turned his Mother’s bedroom into a bedroom and a bathroom.

A pity for RouXy…