Zakynthos is an island of cats. Tough cats. Skinny cats. One-eared and one-eyed pirates. A spotted and calico family of cats across the island (probably all related!) At Villa Dione, we were graced with two special ones... George and Sophie. My daughter became their caretaker and the BOSS of these two. They helped us feel like we really did live on an island in Greece (and helped us miss our Lucy girl just a tiny bit less.)
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George... a little wiry and raw, but a little desperate to be loved (even though he didn't always know how!)
Sophie pregnant (before the big storm!)
Sophie and George (note that Sophie is NOT pregnant!) We like to think she had 4 kittens and we named them (Storm, Rain, Thunder and Lightning.)
Sometimes, George hung out and graced us with his presence and then they'd both saunter off to their next meal. But morning was not morning without their meows for breakfast. Who knows what they've seen. The dangers they've faced. The adventures they've had. George and Sophie kept it all quiet, but they left a mark on our hearts.
So hard to leave Villa Dionne. It's Greek charm. Peaceful pool. Sophie and George--the sweet cats who want to be loved, but aren't always sure how. The swallows--watching the babies grow and almost learn to fly right in front of our eyes. The way the swallows dive in and around again and again circling Villa Dionne in celebration of this magical place. Chickens clucking. The sacred olive grove. The bats diving in and out of the surface of the pool on the hunt. And our hidden owl, hooting to welcome in the twilight
