We know from his long-distance relationship with Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite that Giuseppe does have a fondness for mature ladies, but I will never know what made Giuseppe so attached to Peaches, perhaps he wanted a grandmama! In any case, from the time he was about a year old until we lost Peaches in October 2010, just a few months after this photo, Giuseppe was very gentle and caring with the petite little dilute calico and seeing the two together you just couldn’t miss how much they were opposites in size and coloring and gender and bearing. Well, he also used her as a pillow, but she never seemed to mind.
My oldest, Peaches at 19, and smallest at 5 pounds, and one of my youngest, Giuseppe at 21 months, and largest at 14 pounds and using Peaches as a pillow, curl together under the warm work light on my desk, otherwise known as a kitty keep-warm light on chilly days. Peaches is older and naturally gravitates toward warmer places, but I often find Giuseppe in the same places, and I also see him shepherding Peaches into a ball, then curling around her and purring while she nestles into his youthful warmth.
Four boisterous kittens don’t always mix well with older cats, especially somewhat frail and slightly confused seniors such as Peaches. One youngster is a handful, but with each youngster added their destructive potential is increased exponentially.
Now that these kittens are adults they aren’t as wild, but each of them is a pretty big cat. Especially Giuseppe, the biggest of the litter. He’s about 14 pounds and could probably stand to lose about one, but I can still see the outlines of his ribs and he has no little pouch hanging below his belly, so a good bit of it is dense muscle.
I was concerned about Peaches when I began to let the kittens roam the house, partly because she is small but also because she is deaf and slightly confused and doesn’t always “get” what’s happening around her. But when the kittens tried to get her to play, running around her and getting in her way, bumping up against her, she just ignored them completely as if they weren’t there at all, much like Peaches does with anything that doesn’t interest her. They couldn’t get a rise out of her, so they left her alone.
She’s not entirely oblivious to their presence, though. I’ve awakened to see her curled in a tiny peach and gray ball right in the center of the four of them on my bed in the morning.
And my favorite, from just three days before she passed; Giuseppe was devoted to the end.
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