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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.