This is me on my first day in my new home with my family! I was given a lovely bed and lots of fun toys. I was 7 weeks old so I was very tiny; even smaller than the two cats who already lived in my home. They were called Molly and Wilfie and I loved them very much. Sadly they were very old and 6 months after I moved in Wilfie died and then 4 months later Molly died. They were both very old ladies as they were 18 when they went to the bridge.
Mmmm I wonder what will happen when I bite Wilfies tale? It was lucky that she loved me very much because I was a baby, otherwise I don't think she would have been so tolerant with me!!