Everyday after she's had enough tearing around the house, assaulting the other cats, and hunting in the cat run, little Gladys comes up, has a wash, sprawls out and sleeps on her blanket next to me where I work in the office... I get the odd flirtatious session when she wakes up
which usually involves a little suckle on my jumper toggle, or a fierce head bumping session! Gladys was SO feisty when I took her on as a rescue, I thought she'd be a real handful, but apart from being the ultimate play moster, with absolutely no fear of the bigger cats, she is a dream girl
So, here she is, very hard at work... NOT!!
Liz
