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Pepie
Dear friends,
Well it has been
7 months since I was allocated a pair of new humans.
They are slowly getting the hang of satisfying my every whim, but
it is taking longer than expected.
Thank
you all so much for looking after me when I really needed help.
I don’t know what I would have done if I’d had to stay where I
was. I was in pretty bad shape, but
as you can see my fur has recovered – all my dreadlocks have been
groomed out, and I have a new, thick, pure white coat.
The sunburn I had
on my ears and nose has gone. I’m
not so jumpy any more either, especially around men.
I get a lot of love (and food), care and attention. I have some
superb, soft, quiet, warm places to curl up or stretch, depending on how
I'm feeling. My favourite position is on my back with all my legs in the
air, whiskers pointing up and forward. I
sometimes dream of mice and fish and hunting, and move about in my sleep.
I play lots of games too. My
favourite toy is scrunched up tissue paper which I can rip and tear and
chase round the wooden floor. Sometimes
a cat just wished he has opposing thumbs – I could just pick the
annoying thing up then. Other favourites are ping pong balls, kitchen foil balls, and
– well, balls really!
My
reactions are now super fast – as my humans find out occasionally when
they try to play! I have a
beautiful garden to range in, and the other cats in the area know that it
is under new management. It has a fully stocked pond, protected by netting
unfortunately – haven’t worked that one out yet I have a pal who comes round from next door – Pussini
– he’s jet black, smart, curious, and sleek – he’s part Burmese. I may not be as curious, but I know the strategic places to sit to
make sure he knows I’m the Alpha male around here. Fortunately, my humans know how to distract us both with yummy
food. We are getting used to each
other slowly. Maybe when we are on purring terms, I’ll get him to help
work out how we do a Mission Impossible on the pond.
Anyway, so long
and thanks for all the fish – I’ll write again when I have some more
mews (get it? Mews….you know….MEWS! A little feline humour, there!
Oh never mind)
I
hope my brothers and sisters have found themselves warm, safe places to be
loved. You do a fantastic job.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I wouldn’t have made it if you had not taken me in and
looked after me. |
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