Great adventures of a cat whizzed to the other side of the world.
Wilma was found on the Dutch tulip fields, only to be taken to New Zealand. She ponders why she has to put up with her humansâ constant endeavours to find a better life. While they work hard and worry about their work-life balance, Wilma says her âonly struggle is of the indoor-outdoorsy kindâ.
She sneaks out on adventures with Stella whose eyes âshine like big starsâ, and with unlikely best friend Bobby who takes her on a tour around his olive grove and beyond.
Wilmaâs observations are quirky as she comments on life in New Zealand - âthe insulation was a joke that did not make me laughâ. And when, ten years later, she finds herself back in the Netherlands again, Wilma decides it is time to tell her story.
If you love cats and travelling, youâll adore Wilmaâs book. Itâs both funny and sad, and mainly about following your heart.
Great adventures of a cat whizzed to the other side of the world.
Wilma was found on the Dutch tulip fields, only to be taken to New Zealand. She ponders why she has to put up with her humansâ constant endeavours to find a better life. While they work hard and worry about their work-life balance, Wilma says her âonly struggle is of the indoor-outdoorsy kindâ.
She sneaks out on adventures with Stella whose eyes âshine like big starsâ, and with unlikely best friend Bobby who takes her on a tour around his olive grove and beyond.
Wilmaâs observations are quirky as she comments on life in New Zealand - âthe insulation was a joke that did not make me laughâ. And when, ten years later, she finds herself back in the Netherlands again, Wilma decides it is time to tell her story.
If you love cats and travelling, youâll adore Wilmaâs book. Itâs both funny and sad, and mainly about following your heart.
My name is Wilma. I was called Willem for a day. That was the day before we went to the vet. The day that I was found on the grounds of the place where my lady-human worked. It was in the Netherlands, in a small coastal town called Noordwijk where they have lots of tulip fields. That place was called Willem van den Bergh so they called me Willem, much to the dislike of my man-human. âIt is too similar to my name, Wim,â he said. But that wasn't the reason it didn't stick to me.
Even now Willem seems to suit me more, it sounds more adventurous than Wilma. And I am nothing like that cavewoman on tv. But after the vet said I was about nine weeks old and only weighed ninety-nine grams, she added, âOh yeah, and she is not a Willem.â
I think a lot. Sitting downstairs on our couch in Leeuwarden, Friesland, the Netherlands, I am mind-telling this story to my lady-human. At the moment she only writes sad poems about our other cat Prince who went to the vet a couple of months ago. Supposedly for a few pills, but he never came back.
Yet, here I am, alive and kicking. I mind-speak to my crying human; âDude! Look at me. I make you happy, write about me. I have had many, many adventures like the cat in the book you just read.â
See, I heard my lady-human talking about how much she liked the book she had finished a few days ago. It was about this Japanese cat called Nana because his tail was in the shape of a seven, nana in Japanese. They went on a road trip. A road trip? I have been in the sky. For days and days. So come on, tell my story.
I have been around the world, all the way from The Netherlands to New Zealand with my ginger friend Sailor who sadly came back with us in a little pot. The young man Prince got to travel back with me, but now, only a few years later, he too is in a little pot. It really is up to me to tell our story.
My Name is Wilma is a quirky book that will take you on a journey of exploration of the world through the eyes of a cat. If youâre a cat lover, then cozy up and enjoy the ride.Â
Wilmaâs story begins on the Dutch tulip fields where her life was rough and rugged. It was only after she meets her humans, Kirsten and Willem, does she realize how wonderfully sheltered a catâs life can be. The story is narrated from Wilmaâs point of view. In Kirstenâs house, Wilma meets Sailor, Kapitein, Prince, and many other cats throughout the book. While Wilma has learned many lessons about surviving in the outside world, she relies on Kapitein to be her guide, mentor, and friend for wise pieces of advice. Kapitein helps Wilma get comfortable in her new home and also gives life lessons on how to deal with difficult situations.Â
While Sailor and Wilma are tolerant of each other, they never become extremely close and Wilma instead seeks adventures outside. Soon, they have to make a difficult journey from the Netherlands to New Zealand. This part of the story is invigorating and described in remarkable detail where we get to experience what cats go through during a long overseas flight. The fear, uncertainty, confusion, and finally relief are something we go through together with Wilma while reading the book. The adventures continue one after the other until Wilma reaches her forever home. My Name is Wilma is a heartwarming, funny, and adorable story that youâll certainly enjoy reading.Â