I started my
life as a stray cat. I think I was born about 1990, if not before, but am
not sure as times and dates used to be irrelevant to me in the early years.
Time only really started to evolve in Sept 92. There was me and my son Ziggy,
desperate for a bite to eat, when this nice lady came and took us back to
her flat. Unfortunately, the land-lord didn't appreciate it :(
Our friend's sister Katrina was friends with Julie and knew about the family's hospitality towards cats. She asked Julie, who asked her parents, if it was possible for them to look after us. We were so pleased when we moved into our nice secure home on 26.9.92. Although we didn't like Tibs or Sooty as they just wanted to fight and didn't welcome us into their midst at all, we thought it was better than the life we had known before :)
After a while, me and my son started to get on OK with the girls. Then it happened. It was a dark February night (23.2.93) and my son was just coming back from hunting. As he crossed the road, he collided with an on-coming car which he never saw. I remember the Sennitt's providing the funeral for him under his favourite bush...
Since the death of my son, I've become friends with Tibs and Sooty. Haven't seen Tibs for a while, but I continue to look out for poor old Sooty, especially where Sammi is concerned. I can fight back, but he scares Sooty something chronic!
Sadly, Sophie became very ill during July and August of 2002. Her kidneys failed her, and she was very jaundiced which helped her loose the will to live. After a fulfilling 10 years in the fens, she departed this life on 16th August 2002. RIP "Chopsy".
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