Talkign to some friends last night and two nice cat stories came up

The first concerns a former flatmate called Barry. Now Barry  liked his
football but also liked getting into fights with the rival supporters i.e. a
bit of a hooligan. He looked the part as well, shaved head, scars etc. At
this time, there was a stray cat in the area that would come into their
kitchen and look out for leftovers of which there tended to be plenty and to
everyone's surprise Barry would make sure something tasty was leftover for
the cat through other than that he didn't really have much to do with the cat
who getting bold would come in and once or twice spray the kitchen.

Came the time when they all had to move, Barry comes downstairs, suitcase in
one hand, rucksack on back with other bits in and in the other hand....cat
carrier complete with cat

Barry's only comment was "Well he depends on me now- I can't leave him to
starve".Said cat, now neutered etc is a spoilt housecat these days

The other concerned  a friend called Nick. His girlfriend had a job where she
had to often work late and one night as she was walking home, a rather
handsome black and white tom came up to her for skritchies and when she
walked off, the cat followed her. When she got to her front door, she
jokingly said "Do you want to come in?" and the cat came in. So she found
something for him to eat  and then he retired to the spare bedroom and fell
asleep on the bed. He wasn't thin but he was filthy.

The next morning assuming he'd just cadged a bed for the night, she let him
out. The next evening when she was walking back there was the cat....

This went on for a few days then Nick and girlfriend decided to pop cat along
to vets and ask because they were wondering where his Hoomins and his home
were- of course, Brian (the cat) knew exactly where his Hoomins and his home
was but he wasn't telling them...yet...

Vet pronouced Brian to be healthy if somewhat in need of a bath but said he
was probably a stray and if Nick didn't want to keep him (Which they had not
planned on) then the vet would put him to sleep because he was about 8 months
old and there was an extreme surplus of stray cats and the local shelters
were full..

Of course Brian knew who his Hoomins were and where his home was because the
next thing after the vet had spoken, Nick found himself making an appointment
for neutering and shots.Brian the cat was home!

He has since been joined by Elisa

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs