my husband has been told he has much less than six months to live as chemo has failed. my electric wheelchair was stolen so here is a lighter blog to hopefully cheer you all up.
i have two cats the female one managed to have two litters before i could her spayed but her husband decided that he liked the food in my house he was vicious wild and untouchable thin and really street looking.
i nicknamed him tomtom and fed him well even though he did bite the hand that fed him i have the scar to prove it.the younger one of my cat yowls for food when she is hungry and wont shut up till she is fed. the minute i fed her she would rush out of the cat flap and return with tomtom kidding him all over while he ate.so cute.
he started to spray all over my flat and eventually i managed to trap him and take him to the vet to have him nuetered, i felt that he would stop spraying (which he did)
a few weeks later i was in the parking area and saw him being hugged and kissed by an elderly lady.feeling concerned and knowing how wild he was i asked her if she knew the cat
of course she said this bigaronnie my darling I still dont think she knows he has been done lol but he is looking fit and well now.cat............