Review
of Inn with Resident Cat:
White Swan Inn B&B (continued)
Mozart was the first to greet us and the last to say good-bye, the purr-fect host. Cricket spent time in our room (our open door was an open invitation). At age 17, Jasmine was the grandame. She owed her life to Cathy, who had rescued her from oncoming traffic when she was a kitten, though Ron was her obvious favorite these days. We were indeed fortunate to have spent time with her because we subsequently learned that Jasmine lost her short battle with kidney disease a month later. She's dearly missed.
Contrary to how it sounds, we didn't spend our entire time in the inn, though what's wrong with that! Thank goodness for the Hart/Montague Trail for bike rides and walks. Otherwise, just two mornings of Cathy's three-course breakfasts would have added pounds I could ill afford to gain. There's a fresh fruit starter, hot entree (such as quiche, french toast, or waffles with homemade preserves and whipped cream), along with freshly-made muffins, just-squeezed juice and coffee. For early risers, there's a pot of coffee brewing just outside the upstairs guestrooms. Home-made cookies satisfy afternoon munchies.
We stayed in one of the four guestrooms, the Cygnet Suite, with an all-season fireplace and a bathroom I wish we had at home: two-person whirlpool tub; separate, oversized shower; sink with vanity and plenty of room for toiletries; and a water closet with basin.
For reading, day-dreaming, or planning a return visit, there's a lovely second-floor alcove with ship models hand-made by Ron; an enclosed first-floor veranda; and front porch.
