All about Smudge, Marmalade, and the Wally (with a splash of Whitey)

When hooman first came to Bulgaria, he took two cats off a woman who was leaving the area, and could not take the cats with her. One was a large ginger beast called Marmalade, the other was a fat calico called Smudge.

Smudge was the lady of the house, and would keep the others in check with furocious roars. She was a proper little pot bellied cat, but she soon shrank, and had adventures in the back meadow where she would prowl for hours, or sit on the roof pretending to be a chimney.

RAWR!
RAWR!

Marmalump was a proper soft little lion. Despite being a massive cat, he liked nothing better than sitting on humans chest, so hooman could neither read, watch TV, or get up and go to the toilet. He used to patrol the garden every day, then find somewhere cool to sit and watch the comings and goings of Smudge, and the other visitors, to the garden.

Marmalump... He was a big bugger
Marmalump… He was a big bugger

Smudge and Marmalade were not the only cats though. There was a village cat that arrived one day. It was winter, and he must have seen Smudge and marmalade using the catflap. One cold winter night the catflap flapped, and in trotted this little white cat who promptly plonked himself in front of the fire, bold as brass. He stayed with us on and off for a while, but now he stays down in the village, and hooman sees him every now and then.

Bold as brass
Bold as brass

So, with 3 cats there was a real sense of ‘uh oh’. At some point there was going to be some sort of Mexican stand off involving claws.

How the cats mostly sat in the garden
How the cats mostly sat in the garden

As it was, they abided each other, and all was well with the world.

Sitting together, although these pair never completely got on
Sitting together, although these pair never completely got on

It wasn’t long before the tribe grew by another member. What the house needed was some sort of furocious beast, scared of nothing, and willing to fight to protect not only the house, but the occupants as well if need be.

Unfortunately, we couldn’t find anyone to fit that description, so The Wally arrived instead.

Stand back, this one is a vicious one!
Stand back, this one is a vicious one!

The Wally was found in a bush by a river by a friend of Hoomans who could not say no, and so The Wally was introduced to us. Being far smaller than any of the cats, they taught him the ins and outs of life. Again, surprisingly, there were no issues at all between us, and this new furocious wolf-beast, and his teddy bear.

The Wally practicing his guard dog technique with a stuffed toy
The Wally practicing his guard dog technique with a stuffed toy

The Wally, stuffed toy, and Marmalade.

Marmalade and a very coy The Wally, when he was a pup
Marmalade and a very coy The Wally, when he was a pup

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The Wally grew quick, and proved himself to not only be a furocious killer, and guard dog extraordinaire, but also as a massive dope, and deep down, a big nancy.

The Wally loves the snow, and would go out and run around, and play for hours
The Wally loves the snow, and would go out and run around, and play for hours

It wasn’t long after winter that sad news arrived. Marmalade was found curled up underneath a chair, all life drained away. It was either a sudden medical issue, or he had been bitten by a snake, and curled up and died. 😦 Hooman was gutted, as were we all. The dangers of rural Bulgaria. Poisonous snakes, stray dogs, foxes, Eagles, etc.

And then there were 3.

Marmalump
Marmalump

So, life went on, and Smudge carried on sitting in the meadow, or going up on the roof.

Smudge out in the back meadow. She doesn't go very far now she is as blind as a rock
Smudge out in the back meadow. She doesn’t go very far now she is as blind as a rock
One of her favourite spots used to be on the roof. She still goes up there now and then
One of her favourite spots used to be on the roof. She still goes up there now and then

The Wally got on great with both Smudge and Whitey.

Smudge and The Wally clearly on a mission here.
Smudge and The Wally clearly on a mission here.
Whitey and The Wally got on like a house on fire
Whitey and The Wally got on like a house on fire

Smudge was never a ‘player’, however, Whitey loved to fight, and play with Wally.

The Whitey never hung around for long. He was like the Littlest Hobo, always disappearing for a month, or 2 and then reappearing one day as though he had never been away. The life of a village cat, I suppose. So life went on. When I arrived with The Batman, Whitey was off on one of his gap year things, but he never came back except for once, when he came, ate food, then disappeared off down to the village again. He hasn’t stayed with us since. Maybe I smell?

Sneaky Whitey
Sneaky Whitey
Sleeping like a log
Sleeping like a log
Furry face
Furry face
Stoner cat
Stoner cat

The Smudge lost her sight, and now sits about most of the time, getting tickles, shedding hair, and bumping into the occasional thing.

Default mode
Default mode
Protecting the walnuts
Protecting the walnuts
Paws for thought
Paws for thought
Pondering life's mysteries
Pondering life’s mysteries

With the exception of The Ted-Bear staying with us for 9 months, nothing has really changed, except for 2 little kittens moving in.

Enjoying life
Enjoying life

So that is how we get where we are now, pretty much. I never met Marmalade, and only had a fleeting glimpse of Whitey. Hooman has not seen him for a while, but he’ll be out there, causing trouble, and being bold as brass.

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8 thoughts on “All about Smudge, Marmalade, and the Wally (with a splash of Whitey)

  1. I used to have a visitor who claimed ‘squatters rights’, treats, fussing, snooze spot, the odd game. He lived two doors down but visited me, he also took possession of my car for sunbathing. In my parents village there were two cats who patrolled the village and visited their second homes before returning to their primary home for dinner.

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