Garfield is just soooooooooooooo gorgeous and knows a good place when he finds one
Brings a tear to my eye cos back in London I had a stray hanging round for months, since about May, he would go in the house but was terrified if you we nt towards him, I had Kocka back then who hated all cats. He started coming in at night and sleeping in a box in the kitchen once the winter came but as soon as I would walk through he would be gone out the flap.
Gingerbread was a bit lighter coloured than Garfield and short haired and on Christmas day he came through the flap just as I had put Kockas turkey and jelly down and he sat behind a cupboard watching her eat. Just him coming in like that was surprise and I put a dish of turkey and jelly down for him but he waited for Kocka to finish before he tucked in.
On Boxing day he came and sat on my lap and purred and purred
Sadly I had to ask CP to rehome him cos Kocka was attacking him and making his ears bleed and he would just sit there ant let her,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it broke my heart. He went to a good home immediately but will never forget him.