Wednesday, 3 December 2014
Life with cat
It's almost a year since we first met Happy.
We met at the Cat Protection Society. He sat next to Matt. His brother was a bit of a bully to him. And then he climbed up Matt's arm and sat on his shoulder.
Since then I have undergone a rapid transformation back into a crazy cat lady.
I say back because I had the love of my life, Yoko, aka Boozie for 14 beautiful years, and my goodness, you've seriously never met a better cat. When he died, I was 21. I still think about that beautiful boy.
Happy is a crazy, slinky, minxie, moody cat. As only cats are.
I am desperate for him to love me. So instead he snubs me.
Please. Send help.