September 20th 2007 4:06 pm
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Mum just noticed that the 19th was Charly's birthday, she doesn't remember it very well as he left our home before the 2nd one. He was a pale ginger cat (I think the US kitties call them orange cats) and mum thought he was the colour of barly so he was Charly Barley. He came from a farm in Glostershire. It was after I left that mum was visiting a friend who was also without a cat. They both went to the farm to see the kittens and each chose one. Mum hadn't been planing to get a cat and had to drive back to Manchester with out a proper carrier, Charly was in a big box with holes and was poking his paw out all the time. He was taken to the vet to get the operation and be checked out (mostly OK but did have lots of ear mites). Even though he had been operated he still thought he was a tom cat and stayed out all night. He missed comming to breakfast a couple of times then around Valentine's day he just did not come back at all. Mum and her kids looked all round the streets and in the empty house next door but he was not found. A few years later mum saw a pale ginger cat a few streets away and hopes it was Charly and that he found a good furever home (this was before microchips like Shaylee has were common)

Purrr Purrr
Tabitha