Spending some quality time with Blanket
I began life outside a butcher’s shop in Wood Green, fighting other cats for scraps thrown out by the butcher. Then a kind lady called Ruth rescued me and took me to Wood Green Animals Charity to get checked over before taking me home to her flat and her four very big cats. But the other cats wanted to eat my kitten food, leaving me with their diet food which I didn’t like at all so Ruth decided that she simply didn’t have room for one more cat.
That’s when my new humans came to take me to my forever home. My days of competing for food were over, although I still get cravings for sausages sometimes. I have a radiator bed, a combat tunnel, my own indoor tent and snuggle blanket, a sister puss called Cookie and a garden should I feel the need to have adventures. Sometimes, orange walkers or other bigger cats like Frank or the AntiStan come into our garden and say that it’s their garden but my mum says that I shouldn’t let them push me around because I have grown into a huge, terrifying direpuss.
Drilling Behind the Sofa 