Dear Henry
Now before I start, this goes no further. The Cat
next door would never run from me again if he found out I was running a cat
advice clinic. But I feel sorry for you, so thought I would just explain few
things that might make your life a little easier.
Firstly the Fat Lady, she is called Mummy, I know
this because my Mummy tells me all the time, and I have had 4 of these. The
first one was mean. When I lived with her I was very hungry and my fur fell
out, one day a man came with a van so I decided to escape with him, he didn't
seem to mind, he made me better, gave me food and got rid of the scratchy
things on me. The second Mummy was fussy, she said I made to much mess and was
smelly, how very rude! So the man came again and I escaped. My next Mummy was
nice but she got sick and had to go the hospital, when my mate the man come he
said it wasn't my fault, but my fur made her sick. Then I met this Mummy, her
house is noisy with messy boys so she says I fit right in. At first I thought I
might as well escape sooner rather than later, but she kept catching me and
bringing me back, I decided she must like me so I don't leave her side now.
I have had to work quite hard training her but she
seems to be picking it up now, if I sit and roll over she gives me food, she is
very clever as when I do this she realises I fancy a snack. If I cry at her it
means I need a cuddle and again she is picking this up rather quickly. Also if
I take her out, I can let her off the lead and she doesn't leave me, this has
taken a while to master but she is getting there slowly.
