Alfie in the Snow. Rachel Wells
was, I saw her go out with her owners, I had no idea what she was up to,’ I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
‘Well, my owners went to see hers this morning, important neighbourhood watch business. Apparently they are taking her to the vet.’
‘The VET??!’ I immediately panicked.
‘Calm down Alfie,’ Salmon said, almost sounding kind. ‘It’s just a check-up. Tiger probably didn’t even know she was going but they said they’d locked the cat flap so she couldn’t go out this morning.’
‘Thank you Salmon, it’s really kind of you to let me know.’ I wasn’t used to him being so helpful.
‘That’s alright.’ He tried to sound cool again. ‘No fur off my nose.’
‘Hey, I was just thinking about Hana, the cat who’s moved in next door to me,’ I said, thinking I owed him.
‘Oh yes, have you met her?’ he asked. He couldn’t hide his interest now.
‘No, but her owners came to our house last night. She doesn’t go out, ever. She’s a house cat. Something common in her country of Japan apparently.’
‘Well I never,’ Rocky said. ‘A house cat?’
‘Yes, she’s never been out, ever,’ I said, enjoying having the authority on something.
‘That’s a shame,’ Elvis said. ‘It means we’ll never meet her.’
‘Oh we will,’ I said.
‘What do you mean?’ Salmon narrowed his eyes at me.
‘I don’t exactly know, but I will figure something out.’
‘I can’t stand around here all day chatting, things to do, people to see.’ Salmon grinned before stalking off.
‘Gosh, he’s almost going soft in his old age,’ Rocky said as we watched him swinging his tail behind him.
I didn’t tell George about Tiger. Salmon had said it was just a check-up but I wanted to talk to Tiger and get some reassurance before involving George. He was surprised as I actively encouraged him to go out on his own after lunch, but he was quick to take advantage as he rushed off with my blessing.
I sat by Tiger’s back step and it wasn’t long before she appeared.
‘Thank goodness,’ I said, nuzzling her. ‘I was worried about you.’
‘I know I’m sorry, they sprang the vet on me. This morning I went to go out and I bashed my head against the cat flap, which hurt.’ She paused to rub her head with her paw. ‘They closed it without telling me, and they shoved me, well not shoved, but put me in the carrier and off we went.’
‘You poor thing.’ No cat I knew was a fan of the vet, they had a habit of poking around where it wasn’t their business. Well, actually it was their business but it was still very personal and intrusive. ‘What did the vet say?’ I took a long, hard look at Tiger; she seemed fine to me.
‘Oh nothing really, it was just a check-up. They poked and prodded and ran some tests but I’m right as rain. You know how my humans fuss. I heard them say that at my age we needed to check more often. I mean the indignity!’
‘God, I hope it doesn’t occur to my family. I’ll have to make sure I always appear in the best of health in front of them.’
‘Good plan, Alfie. Although the vet was nice, she was very kind, but still. Where’s George?’
‘Off playing somewhere. To be honest, I wanted him to go off so I could talk to you. You know, in case anything was wrong. Hopefully he’ll be back soon.’
‘Oh Alfie, what will we do with you? Come on, I’ll come with you, let’s go find our boy.’
We set off, the wind in our fur, the cold air whipping around our legs as we set off. We walked in companionable silence and I couldn’t help but think how lucky I was to have so many cats around me that I’d known for years, and that I cared so deeply about, and that cared about me. It made me return my thoughts to Hana, I really had to figure out a way to see her and make sure that she wasn’t too lonely. Loneliness was the worst thing and although it had been so long since I had experienced it, I had never forgotten.
George and I walked Tiger home and then went back to our place, where we bumped into Aleksy who was with Connie.
‘Hey guys,’ Aleksy said, petting us.
‘Meow?’ Aleksy didn’t normally come to our house on his own.
‘I just walked Connie home, but I better go, Mum will worry if I don’t get back soon. Not to mention that we have a mountain of homework, right Con?’ he grinned. I was startled, Aleksy hadn’t been this chatty for quite a while, or looked so animated. He wasn’t even staring at a screen. Was being a teenager over now? I certainly hoped so. I wanted my sweet Aleksy back.
‘Yes, and it’s only my first day,’ Connie giggled. I stared at them both, raising my whiskers. It looked as if they had become friends already which made me very happy. So, as I took George home for tea, all seemed right once again.
‘So, I got a job,’ Sylvie said as she arrived at our house a few nights later, a bottle in her hands. ‘I know you might be busy, but I wondered if you fancied a drink to celebrate with me?’ She shrugged. She looked so attractive, with her eyes, which were a bit like Connie’s, sparkling.
‘What, already? The job, I mean.’ Claire said.
‘It’s nothing fancy but I got it through a friend of my sister’s, so total nepotism. But, you know, I haven’t worked for years, I’ve been an expat wife, so I was lucky to get anything, I think.’
‘Congratulations, come in, of course we can celebrate. The kids are in bed, Jon’s at the gym, so you’ve picked the perfect time.’ Claire ushered her in and I followed. Claire led her to the kitchen, pulling some glasses out of the cupboard and opening the bottle which was fizzy.
‘I really hope you don’t mind.’ Sylvie chewed her lip nervously. ‘I don’t normally go anywhere without arranging it …’
‘Don’t be silly. Honestly, I would rather you felt like you could pop round whenever you want, if we’re busy I’ll say, and you won’t take offence. That’s how it is with us, you know Polly and Frankie,’ Claire said.
‘That’s so kind, I can’t believe how lucky I was moving in next door to you!’ Sylvie said.
‘I moved to London years ago without knowing anyone so I understand how daunting it is. And, Sylvie, I moved here after my first marriage broke down in a horrible way. I made a friend from work, Tasha, she basically saved me from loneliness,’ Claire explained.
‘I’ve been away so long that I’ve pretty much lost touch with my friends from the UK. My sister lives in Bristol with her husband, but I gave my life up for my ex-husband, basically. Moving back here, well, it made me realise how much my life was tied up with his and that’s so sad. Thank goodness I got Connie out of it.’
‘What happened, exactly?’ Claire asked, putting two full glasses in front of them.
‘Total cliché … Um, that’s nice,’ Sylvie replied, taking a sip of her drink. ‘My husband met a younger woman through work, and I now know they were having an affair, but then he declared himself in love with her and asked for a divorce.’
‘Wow, that’s awful. Is she Japanese?’
‘No, actually American, beautiful of course and young. Only in her twenties.’
‘Oh