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The Handover

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This morning I got up at 4.45am, a time that I’m sure you’ll agree should be exclusively reserved for extenuating circumstances and trips to the airport.

This was an extenuating circumstance.

My friend and I, bleary-eyed, slumped into the car and headed off on a two hour drive to Rosslare Port, where we drove straight onto the waiting ferry for Wales. Two cold hash browns, four badly poached eggs and three hours of interrupted napping later we finally arrived on the shores of Pembroke, Wales. We drove off the ferry, swung back around to the departures terminal, and waited for our contact to meet us at the agreed location.

She arrived right on time in a large silver SUV. Parking alongside us, she initiated the handover. When it was done, we said our goodbyes and drove around to the line for the ferry. As we were waved back on, the cardeck hand looked in the window and burst out laughing. He must not have been used to people getting off the ferry only to get right back on again without so much as having had lunch.

“You two again! Back already?!”

We left the precious cargo on the back seat, covered in a nondescript grey blanket. A fretful four hours passed, with more bad food and what seemed like thousands of screaming children*.

As we neared land, we anxiously milled around the large metal door to the car deck with other preoccupied passengers. The door swung open and we dashed down to the car to check on the cargo. Two hours later we arrived back home; we were exhausted but excited. We’d made it. We were home. All of us.

Which is to say that today, two kittens joined the household. They are small, and soft, and Welsh. They are excellent travelers and very well behaved. One of them purrs like a small furry engine. The other thinks zippers are fascinating. They will be photographed extensively over the next few days, but for now…

This post has been brought to you by three hours of sleep and a coffee.

Ragdoll kitten wales

*Apparently ferries are a populated paradise for anyone from the ages of 2 up to 7. Bonus points for screaming incoherently about ninja ballet and superpowers that are arbitrarily bestowed and just as arbitrarily rescinded.

25 thoughts on “The Handover

    1. A puppy would have been great too! Definitely would go to Wales at the crack of dawn for a puppy, but that’ll have to wait until we have a garden…

    1. He’s cute and loves the camera! The girl just stares you down when you try to take a nice photo and waves her paw in the air like, “I DID NOT CONSENT TO THIS!”

  1. You went to Pembroke (ie: Mecca) and didn’t come back with a corgi?! Talk about opportunity wasted! Oh well, I suppose kittens are the next best thing. (Good call opting for longhairs. Their hairballs are much easier to spot. Enjoy!)

    1. I really have no idea what Pembroke is famous for other than the fact that there’s a port there. Are there corgis aplenty in Pembroke?? I bought some sort of magical brush that says it will eliminate 90% of the hair shed, so I’m hopeful hairball occurences will be minimal…

        1. Goddamn how did I NEVER put two and two together?? Although I have to say I didn’t see a single corgi in my whole hour in Pembroke…!

  2. Ahhhhh!!!! YAAAYYYY!!! What a beauty!!! I’m so excited for you ugly cry I just cannot wait to hear more about the fuzzy little ones!!! 😻

    1. I’ll have to instagram them later. He’s a cuddlebug and she is a BRAT – eats all her food and then runs to try and eat all of his food too! If I’m not careful she’s going to turn into Jabba the Hutt! Also he loves the camera and she is not a fan. They have very different personalities!

      1. 😂😂😂 ahhhhh women and their food. I guess I get it? Lol we can’t have that lovely little floof turn into Jabba though – I know you got this momma! Their insta is amazing 😭

    1. I like Charlie and Maya but we’re waiting to see if their personalities suit their names… Scrubs thinks Charlie should have a more manly name, but I like it!

      1. Then you can call him Charlie, and he can call him Charles. You can’t get much more manly than Charles. I like both names. Can’t wait to hear about they shenanigans. 🙂

  3. Squeeeeee! What a total cutie you must be over the moon!
    I can’t wait to hear more and see what names are once you’ve got to know them!!

    1. They feel like Angora rabbits – just 100% fluff! Hahaha they are pretty fun, and every time they go to sleep I think “Oh they’re SO cute!”

      …And then I turn around and one of them is scaling the back of the dining room chairs and the other is chewing my phone charger and I realise that the phrase “It’s like herding cats!” is no longer just a concept…

    1. They are very snuggly. They are so, so soft. Like softest cotton wool. And they barely shed! I shed more than they do, and there’s two of them!

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