Toki

Readers of my family blog will know that a stray cat arrived on our doorstep around Christmastime. He was thin, bedraggled, matted fur, really looked quite a mess but we could see he used to be a lovely cat. We ignored him at first, after all who needs a fourth cat? However, he kept hanging around and Mez befriended him. Then we fed him whenever he turned up and eventually he came every day and we brushed him, patted him and then took him to the vet to get him checked over and cleared of any diseases. On investigation we've discovered his owner died over a year ago and he's been left to fend for himself, being chased by people with brooms, having fights with other cats. When you see him now, and his fat round belly, and his shining fur, you wouldn't think he was the same cat. We've named him Toki.