free gift ....
two years in november mr mouse and I went to the local organic free range pork farm to stock up on bacon and sausages and chops etc and as we were leaving the farmer added "you dont want a kitten do you?" we said we would have to think about it and a week later went back to visit the herd of mewing fluff balls. We agreed to take two as we felt that when we were in work they would keep each other company, and as they were due to leave mum during christmas week and we worried people would take them as presents. a couple of weeks later we went shopping and near bankruted ourselves on brushes food litter trays beds pet disinfectant (its purple) and all the other things baby kitties need. That evening we got the call.... "can we bring them round tonight they are under foot and their mum is sick of them" so we recieved our little fluff balls both what terry pratchett would describe as real cats. Black and white longish furred female farm cats. we called them lilo and stitch.

We loved them from the second we knew they were ours and spoilt them rotten. Unfortunatly some evil bastard knocked lilo over when she was only 17 months old. we were heart broken but had to be strong for stitch. we worry because she has no company but us and is very playful we think we should get her a friend but dont know if she would get on with another cat.
we think she wants a pet as she keeps bringing live animals and birds home pretty much un harmed (although she pulls flight feathers out of birds to ground then) we had real trouble finding what to do with the baby field mouse which fell asleep in my hand (so cute) luckily the RSPCA took it to a wildlife sanctuary for us.

PS I was pretty much raised by my families pets and still have a habbit of growling over my food.
(frankiemouse, Mon 11 Jun 2007, 16:42, Reply)