Since the death of my cat Sensemelia three or four years ago (he snuffled on some rat poison on New Years Eve, fostered out at my folks'), they have had to put up with Tinksy, a useless cat fostered to 'em from my sister. Tinksy had a crappy meeow, couldnt keep herself clean, didnt know how to purr and was perpetually yawling for food. Luck would have it that this ginger moggy has announced its presence @ Mulberry Cottage. Puss just loves human beings, and is a 7th Dan in the art of luxuriation. I miss cats.