Life has been hectic at Christmas Pie Crafts these last few days. Card orders and 'things' for my event on Saturday, plus 'the return of the stray cat'.
A few months ago a big black cat began visiting my neighbour and us. He was friendly, if cautious, and we assumed about 8-9 years old. My neighbour and I asked around locally to see if he belonged to anyone, or if anyone knew anything about him. The answer was 'no'. We fed him when he turned up at either of our homes, which wasn't every day day and he had a very healthy appetite. Last week we noticed he was limping quite badly on his left front paw. Richard, who as well as being a big animal lover is a coward where they are concerned when they are in pain, injured, etc said 'I think you need to catch him'. I spoke to my neighbour, to whom he was a more frequent visitor, and as he often nipped into her conservatory, she said she would try to contain him. Move forward to today, following discussions with CP and RSPCA, he is coming home having had his leg platted (it was fractured in two places), he has also been chopped and chipped and he is moving into his new permanent home with my neighbour. The biggest surprise was that he is only 2 years old! Our vet (we both use the same one) advised my neighbour that as he had been living rough for all of his short life, he had clearly had some tough times out there.
His name is Shadow - because he comes and goes like one, and here is a recent pic I took of him in our garden. He looks pretty fierce, but is really a big softy and a beautiful cat: