Alfie was the name we gave to a stray cat that appeared in our back garden three years ago he turned up one Sunday afternoon making such a fuss he looked thin and haggard and was very weary of us but was persistent in his efforts to attract our attention.
Our own cat that we had for over twelve years had died six months earlier and we had decided we didn't want to get another one because of all the responsibilities involved and the emotional ties we thought we would have a break but this sad starved little creature certainly had other ideas and before we knew it he was eating his way through a bowl of tinned salmon.
He was very nervous always keeping his distance and not responding to our attempts to get near him or lure him into the house, he just didn't want to know but he kept talking and looking at us as he gingerly made his way around the patio and garden.
An hour or so and two bowls of salmon later I decided to write out a post card to put in the window of the local shop to see if anybody was missing a black short haired cat so I walked down to the shop and left my card with the shop assistant.
When I returned twenty minutes later the stray cat had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared he was nowhere to be seen but we were pleased that we had put the card in the shop because we were convinced he was lost due to his stressed state and he might have an owner just as stressed looking for him.........................
Our own cat that we had for over twelve years had died six months earlier and we had decided we didn't want to get another one because of all the responsibilities involved and the emotional ties we thought we would have a break but this sad starved little creature certainly had other ideas and before we knew it he was eating his way through a bowl of tinned salmon.
He was very nervous always keeping his distance and not responding to our attempts to get near him or lure him into the house, he just didn't want to know but he kept talking and looking at us as he gingerly made his way around the patio and garden.
An hour or so and two bowls of salmon later I decided to write out a post card to put in the window of the local shop to see if anybody was missing a black short haired cat so I walked down to the shop and left my card with the shop assistant.
When I returned twenty minutes later the stray cat had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared he was nowhere to be seen but we were pleased that we had put the card in the shop because we were convinced he was lost due to his stressed state and he might have an owner just as stressed looking for him.........................
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