Day 6 - Cats!

As far back as I can remember, I have always had a cat. The first was called Patsy. She was when we lived in a high rise flat in Edinburgh. She seemed content, but kept jumping off the balcony into the vast happiness of everywere but the house. My family have always been fairly loud and boisterous, so I don't really blame her. I would probably do the same had I not been part of the lovable loud bunch.
The next to come were Maggie and Bart. The sneaky siblings. These guys were more for pest-control than anything else. Never-the-less, they fit right in. Maybe because they were family themselves, they understood that living with people was not always easy. These guys were with us as a unit until this time last year when Bart had to get put down after battling some strange illness. I'm not sure if it was because April and May suck anyway, if it was because I just got out of hospital or if I just missed him, but I cried for days on and off. Maggie got awfully sad too, she is often found asking for cuddles and attention, which is totally out of character for her.
The kitty in the image is Juno, the new kitten of Max's family. She is absolutely beautiful and very happy at all times! Totally nuts too. They want to have a litter with her, so watch this space. Zoë is on the hunt for a cat!