I have several cats, six Savannahs and one Bengal. I came down one morning and there was this matted, long furry tri-coloured cat with a very sore eye sitting amongst them. I had been feeding this feline for a couple of years, as were other neighbours, leaving food and water outside. I couldn’t get near enough to bring it indoors. I thought at the time it was female but managing to catch it in a basket, I took it to the vet to check for a microchip.
There wasn’t one, so yes, I then took ownership of Tux, finding out it was a male and entire. As the vet was doing all the necessary medical stuff, they found he had been shot. A few hundred pounds later, I brought him home, kept him in while his wounds healed, and he has never left.
He sleeps on my bed, he sits next to me, he follows me when I take my dog for a walk, he lets me groom him, but he will not sit on my lap, which is fine. He may one day. But this is his forever home and is loved and cherished as are all my furry companions.
Sutton on Sea, United Kingdom
