29/04/2025
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🐾 The Cat Who Walked Away from a Disaster
She wasn’t in the newspapers. She didn’t wear a uniform. She didn’t shout, or panic, or beg anyone to listen.
She simply… walked.
One paw at a time.
Down the gangway of the Titanic — with her babies in her mouth.
Her name was Jenny.
A ship cat, born for dark corridors and clinking kitchens. She kept to the galley, hunted the rats, watched the men. Quiet. Unnoticed. Until one day, she wasn’t.
Something changed.
A stillness in her bones. A storm that hadn’t reached the surface yet.
And then she began to carry them — her kittens. One by one. Away from the grandest ship ever built.
Jim Mulholland, a young crewman who had fed her scraps, watched in silence.
The ship was bustling. Champagne being loaded. Dreams packed in trunks. But Jim’s eyes were on a cat — a mother — who knew something none of them did.
“She knows,” he thought.
So Jim followed her.
Packed his bag. And stepped off the ship.
The Titanic sailed without them.
And the sea, that cold and hungry sea, wrote the rest.
Years later, Jim would tell the story. Not of ghosts or engines or ice —
but of the cat who walked away.
And in doing so, may have saved his life.
Because sometimes…
🐾 The clearest warning doesn’t come with thunder.
It comes on silent paws.
