Fostering...

... Yay me! This weekend, I became a Foster Mum!

Yes, guess who's back.... Stalker Cat. Apparently things didn't turn out very well at his last foster home, so his mum has asked me to look after him until she's moved into her new flat.

The boy came back today, and you read about some of the abuse that goes on in these foster homes, but JEEZ.... looks like he was left to fend for himself!!!! So after we tried to clean him up a bit and groom him, he was REAL MAD at us, and stormed out of the house.... leaving us wondering if he'd run away, or was going to come back.

Well, he obviously wasn't that mad, because 30 mins later and he was back at the door begging to come in!

Ha, who's got the power now, eh, Stalker Cat?

Sad news

It is with great regret, that I announce that Stalker Cat has been fostered out.

Never again will the fluffy-white flat-faced carpet-pooing mog manipulate me...

It's been a sombre weekend...