About the Melville Cat

I am Smokey, the Melville Cat. I reside with Heather in Melville. I also write occasional guest posts for 2Summers.

The Melville Cat in the lounge
This is me.

Heather and Smokey photoshoot #1I don’t enjoy selfies.

I share my home with Trixie, the Midget Fluff Ball Menace. (Not my choice.)

Trixie, the Midget Fluff Ball Menace, and me. I wish she would leave but it seems she is here to stay.

Learn how I first found Heather in The Double Life of a Melville Cat. Read all of my posts here. You can also follow me on Instagram at @theMelvilleCat.


The Melville Cat


  • Reply The Wanderlust Gene April 18, 2012 at 9:17 pm

    Totally in love … What is he, a Burmese? I inherited a red (burmese) who was very much in the vein as Mr S Melville. We found out after a while that he had human admirers around several streets, that he would come to visit, have a chat and a bit of a preen, then be on his way – regularly. Everybody was in love with him too … Oh, and I love the way you’re telling his story. Know the feeling.

    • Reply 2summers April 18, 2012 at 9:55 pm

      I’m not sure what he is…I don’t know much about cat breeds but some people say he looks like a Russian Blue. I’m glad you like Smokey’s posts! He’s a very interesting cat.

  • Reply jonahkruvant August 23, 2013 at 11:54 pm

    No way – I have the same cat named Smokey! Yes, Russian Blue is the breed, so I’ve been told.

    • Reply 2summers August 24, 2013 at 10:13 am

      Oh, that’s so interesting! It’s amazing how many cats you see that look like this. I often have to do a double-take when I see identical cats in other neighborhoods and think that they are Smokey. I guess it’s no surprise that the name fits so well too 🙂

    • Reply Carol Coombe May 11, 2018 at 4:03 pm

      We just called ours ‘Blue’. He was clever, elegant and rather standoffish. Loved him to bits of course.

  • Reply DARIUS May 27, 2014 at 11:24 am

    I cant believe I googled how to bake bought bread dough and now have ended up reading

    • Reply 2summers May 27, 2014 at 11:34 am

      Ha! Glad to hear that. I agree that Smokey is more interesting than baking bread. Did you find my post on Spar bread dough too?

  • Reply elainedodge June 17, 2015 at 11:14 am

    I was given a cat that looks identical except has green eyes. All over smokey grey coloured cats are usually Blues, there’s a number of varieties. Mine was also called Smokey. He now goes by the moniker Henry.

    • Reply 2summers June 20, 2015 at 1:54 pm

      Interesting! Thanks for sharing your Smokey story.

  • Reply autumnashbough July 30, 2015 at 3:57 pm

    I adore the photo of the two eyes over the wall. MC does look like a Russian Blue, only perhaps a little less sleek?

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  • Reply Claire October 28, 2016 at 1:02 pm

    Awe, I missed my Smokey (10 yrs old, Blue Russia) who have just killed by my two small breeds last year. It just looks exactly the same as yours. Too beautiful! 😉

  • Reply Irene Esteban October 4, 2017 at 7:31 pm

    Hello! I also “have” a Melville Cat, her name is Blacky and I think is one of all this black cats with green eyes that are around Melville and in the Bounty Charity Shop!
    Though I have wondering for a while if she might have a family and she just like to go from “bar” to “bar” hehe

  • Reply Ruth Coggin October 23, 2019 at 8:07 pm

    Hello Melville Cat from Mister Wu of Observatory (Johannesburg, not Cape Town). I was wondering how you are? I am full of beans, and have just celebrated the first anniversary of ownership of my humans, Theo and Ruth. I quite like them still but enjoy giving them a skrik (= a fright) every now and then by disappearing for a few days. They are always SOOOO happy to see me again: it’s quite sweet, really. Almost touching. Except I’m a Cat. We don’t do emotions (much). The other day, I gave Mom a lovely present of a dead rat in front of her desk. Amazingly, she didn’t scream (she usually does and runs away). But then Dad, of course, appeared with the poop scoop (I mean, really: using a poop scoop to remove a treasured prize) before I could set to and eat the rat. Anyway, I’m really not very hungry, so I didn’t mind. It would just have been fun to crunch his bones in my pincer-like jaws. So that’s all my news for now. Do let me know how you and your human are keeping. Mister Wu.

    • Reply 2summers October 29, 2019 at 12:47 am

      Sorry I missed this comment earlier, Mr. Wu. Removing your prize with a poop scoop was definitely very rude. I prefer to bring my prizes inside while they are still alive — it’s more fun that way. But lately I’ve gotten a bit old for rat-chasing. I prefer to relax on my cardboard scratch-pad/bed. Thanks for the comment and all the best!

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