The cat we have looked after for eighteen months is finally going to a new home.
We can’t take him in because we have two cats if our own that live permanently indoors. The one that is going lives outside in our shed. It’s been difficult for him but it’s not been very cold yet this winter, and if anything he’s put on weight.
So things are looking good. We are introducing him to his new owners so he gets used to them. Fresh roast chicken is helping. (sorry if you are vegetarian). He should be going in the next week or so to a new forever home.
He’s curled up,
Happy, warm, snug.
The stray cat outside has a box
Sleeps in the shed.
My cat sleeps where he likes.
The stray needs a home,
A place to be warm.
My cat won’t accept him.
Looked for its owner..
Now it needs shelter,
While my cat is happy.
It’s time for the stray,
To get a warm bed…..
My dilemma is how to do it?
Say hello to a garden visitor that seems to have taken to us. He’s very friendly (basically because we feed him). The thing is he’s so big and sleek that I think he has a home but he knows he can visit.
That’s why we are sitting in the summerhouse, graced by his company.
I’ve decided to call him Woody.