Hi everyone. This is my first post.
I have a tiny, jealous Devon Rex who is being chased around the house.
Mum's cat (Bonnie) waits on the stairs for Crunchie (for it is he) to pass by, and then chases him, knives out.
He is now scared to go anywhere and I have to carry him from the living room to the kitchen to eat. He is no spring chicken, and needs some calm in his dotage.
The reason I have a Devon is because I am allergic to cat fur. I can just about tolerate his fur, but bonnie looks like one of those Turkish swimming cats, with very thick fur that brings on the allergy a treat. Mum is now in a residential home and thankfully for her, can't remember Bonnie.
Poor old Bonnie led a very up and down life before Mum went into the home, in fact she is still fond of digestive biscuits. I think it was either feast or famine for her. I remember going round there to find dishes all over the house, and a frozen Wiltshire Farm Foods dinner in a foil tray on the floor.
Bonnie would nip out for 5 minutes and suddenly Mum would think she had been gone for days and would rush out in her nightie with a torch. Poor old Bonnie didn't know why she was being told off.
The result is, sadly, I must find another home for her. She is very pretty, and I have been teaching her to have 3 meals a day, all James Wellbeloved is always available. She is about 9 years old and in very good health. As far as I know she has all her jabs, but I have her papers here somewhere, and if they are out of date I will have her up to date. She is neutered.
Her personality... She loves to play and is very affectionate, but she needs to be the one that does the approach. I hate to see her unsettled again, but my boy was here first.