Well where do i begin.
I had a cat called Hattie who got killed outside my house by one of the neighbours backing up. She left me 4 Kittens who were about 8 weeks old at the time
The kittens
Sonic got his name by rolling down my partners leg in a ball when he was a tiny little thing, he looked just like the computer game thingy. Once we had stoped laughing it was decided to call him sonic. What a charactor he is, he plays fetch and has an addiction to a milk bottle top which he carries around and drops on your lap when you are eating your tea.
Tattycat was so sleek and kept himself really clean so we named him the worst name he could have wished for. He is a loving and very independent cat. If he sees strangers coming into the house he stands at the lounge window staring at them so he does not miss anything.
The other brother is Choo, he is so soft and big he looks like a snowball when he is curled up. He has a bit of a sad story because when the kittens were born i kept sonic and tattycat and gave Choo and James the other brother to a neighbour. She doted on them and looked after them wonderfully but a couple of years later she died (only 42) and her husband who was much older took to drink and got taken into a home so i got choo back.
James got killed in a road accident when he only about a year old.
Moomoo started off as Mitsey but over the years that has just changed.
When i worked at the RSPCA on the phones at weekend a woman came in with a bundle of ginger fluff in her hand and proceeded to put it on the counter. The bundle was so tiny it could nearly fit in one hand. One of the staff picked her up and she went balistic, it was really funny this little bundle of fluff spitting and arching its back, she passed her to me and she stopped spitting and hissing and went inside my coat. I tried getting her out but she was holding on tight. She stayed their for the few hours i was there, covered in fleas and in my coat.
Once she had calmed down she was wormed and flea'd and passed back to me. I could not leave her there as she was so tiny, so i brought her home and we have been firm friends ever since. She really does not like people and if my sons go near her she hisses at them. When my brother visits with his children for a few days we do not see her she dissapears. That all happened 11 years ago and i love her dearly dispite her unfrendlyness.
