As most of you know my pal Frederick passed away a few months ago. Just before he got too sick to carry on, he (and his Mom) helped me tell the sizzling romance between himself and the love of his life, Sooty.
With permission from all parties, we feel the world needs to share in their affection for each other, in the hopes that we will all pay it forward. *Watch out for the unpredictable ending. It might catch a certain femme fatale by surprise, too.*
So, without further ado . . . I give you . . .
The Frooty Story
This is the story of Freddy the cat, a great furriend of mine, and his girl, Sooty, who just happens to be the 2019 winner of #MTIFF. They are an adorable couple with the fantastic celeb name of ‘Frooty’. (Sooty’s Mum came up with the brilliant moniker. Darn it, I wish I could take credit for it.)
I have to admit, I did not know most of their story and was riveted to my seat upon reading the fascinating tale of the happy couple. Frederick penned their tale beautifully . . .
‘This story starts out one year ago on June 8 2018. A lovely girl cat on Twitter named Duchess had just created ‘Duchess’ Dating Services’ in which she matched up suitable felines looking for meaningful relationships.
I, being a single male (and not much of a lady’s Tom) asked, ‘What is this new match-making service, Duchess? I noticed you have a client named Smartie who is in need of an escort, do I qualify?”
As Smartie had already been matched up, Duchess inquired, “Would you like to meet someone special?”
I was taken aback. I had never dabbled in on-line dating before (or any other kind of dating, if the truth were known) This was all new to me. I tried to hide my insecurity and nervously chuckled a response, “I don’t know. I’m a very handsome male cat, though.” Not that I am bragging but the lady cats have swooned over my good looks before.
Duchess showed me a number of lady cats and amongst them ONE stood out. She had shiny, ebony fur, big green eyes and was just BEAUTIFUL! Her brother, Sheldon was helping with the dating process and told me that his sisfur, Sooty had, indeed, swooned after seeing me.
I was astonished that this beautiful feline was interested in me! I plucked up the courage and boldly told her, “Sooty, you are soooo beautiful!!!”
She blushed and said, “Thank you. You are very smart and handsome.”
I could not stop gazing at her, “Look at your lovely, velvet black fur. It is stunning!”
“Awww . . . You’re too kind, Freddy. You sure know how to make a lady feel special. I am very flattered!” She replied.
Duchess finally interrupted the love-fest and asked, “Freddy, would you like to meet Sooty properly? In the fur, as it were.
She whispered to Sooty, “Would you like me to be match-maker?”
Sooty answered, “Ooooh, yes please! I am quite a shy girl really, but as my BFF, Duchess, you’re the only feline I’d trust to make sure I have the perfect match.”
Duchess continued to whisper to Sooty, “Is there anything you would like to know about Freddy?”
“He does seem furry handsome and cute. What do you think, Duchess?” Sooty remained cautious.
Duchess turned her attention to me. She said, “I must declare that Sooty is my Best Furriend Forever so the standards are extremely high!”
I started to panic. “Oh no . . . am I cute enough for her?”
“You’re incredibly cute . . . but that’s not enough. Each kitty has their own preferences.”
To be honest, self-doubt came bubbling up but wanting to impress this gorgeous feline, I turned the topic of conversation to something with which I am brim-full of confidence . . . “I know all about preferences. Take food, for instance. I am a very stubborn eater. I HATE chicken. I refuse to eat anything chicken.”
“You could definitely pass the chicken to Sooty . . . especially roast chicken. But could you go out with a chicken eater?” Duchess was very thorough in her vetting.
“Yes, of course.” I would not be deterred by chicken breath.
“So, if you were to come to Smartie and Badgie’s Gotcha pawty on July 1st, food would not be a problem?” Duchess wondered.
“As long as there was some fish flavoured stuff for me to eat.”
“Sooty lives by the sea where there is lots of fishes.”
“I LOVE fish!!!!”
Sooty was keeping a watch on this conversation and whispered to Duchess, “That would be pawtastic, if he could make the pawty and then we can meet in the fur! I know he said he doesn’t like chicken, but as long as he doesn’t mind me eating it occasionally that’s okay. I do love tuna!”
“Freddy has already confirmed that he is willing to go out with a chicken eater.” Duchess began to suspect that these two were meant for each other.
“Pawsome.” Sooty replied.
I finally jumped into the conversation with, “Yes, as long as I do not have to eat 🐓, I’m okay. Hello Sooty, I would love to go out with you.”
“So, Freddy, are you available to meet Sooty at the Gotcha Pawty organized by Bear?” Duchess enquired.
“Yes, of course! So, we’re going on a date?” I was still nervous and needed confirmation.
Duchess verified, “Yes. You can meet at the pawty for your first date. Sooty will arrive with her brofur, my darling Sheldon, sisfurs Tulip and Sweep and myself. There will be lots of furriends there, too.”
Oh, Duchess . . . that sounds like fun! I am very excited. I, just, have to make sure not to drink too many niptinis!” I did not want to get overzealous and embarrass anyone, myself included.
“Perhaps Angus could be your wingman? Angus has just got his pilots license, so would make an excellent choice. Angus, can you come to the pawty on July 1st, given by Bear?” Duchess had all the angles covered. She is extremely proficient at this dating game.
Angus replied, “Meow, Duchess and Freddy. Yes, I have the pawty in my diary and I’m accompanying Frieda but I can definitely be your wingman, Freddy. I have my advanced pilot license.”
“That would be absolutely pawsome, Angus!” I felt better having a pal to help me out.
That was the beginning of the love story between Sooty and myself.
Fast forward to the pawty where I had a blast. Dancing with my darling Sooty, paw in paw, was magical (except when I stepped on her toes). The night ended in the most enchanting way when . . . we shared a tender kiss!
We spent months together amidst a whirlwind of amazing dates; picnicking in Sooty’s home town by the beach . . .
on a double date, in Paris, and at the movie theatre, with Sheldon and Duchess . . .
and had a trip to ‘The Big Apple’ (New York City) . . .
*Now, this is where the tale takes a bittersweet turn. It was Freddy’s intention to end this blog with a new beginning . . . Read on, pals . . . *
I would be a very lonely Tom without Sooty . . . You is the love of my lives (all nine of them) . . . I . . . Ummmmm . . . I love you and . . .
Will you do me the honour of being my wife? Sooty, will you marry me?’
I suspect, it would have been a happy ending all around if only . . .
On behalf of Freddy and Sooty, I would like to say that their affection for each other has inspired me to tell every one of my furriends how much I love and respect them. Thank Cat, Love Never Dies!