six kittens were abandoned in a suitcase outside a local hotel. Luckily there are millions of cat lovers in the area so they've all been found homes.
much loved stray that has recently died. The moggy "Tetley" spent the last 10 years in and around the local museum and Walthamstow village. He lived high on the hog having at least six feeding stations in the area.
When he was taken ill recently the residents clubbed together to pay the vet fees. He is to have a New Orleans style funeral parade and a small plaque in the museum's grounds. That's the least people can do for an animal that gave so much pleasure to so many.
You know about our cat household. Two, became three, became four and now we have a fifth and a sixth. The last two shouldn't really count. One is a stray who comes twice a day for his food, the other is a much loved kitten of our neighbours. She just loves hanging around cool cats. So there she is, every morning, waiting for us; sitting with Tom, Sherry, Ginja, Sylvo and Felix (the stray).
If you're a cat person, you don't need telling. If you're not you'll wonder what all the fuss is about.
Cats are the nearest thing to perfection.
If there is a God, he must have felt extremely pleased with himself having created the moggy. There's a strong case for believing he kept on with his creative experiments until he happened upon the cat. He then stopped, realising he couldn't improve on it. We are one of his less successful attempts.
Being silly about cats is, I suppose, quite silly. But I can't think of anything better to be stupid about.