TIDDLES
To be updated
DIPSY
I finally found a flat where I was able to have a cat or dog. As I was working full time it didn't seem fair to have a dog so I opted for a cat.
On Saturday February 14th 1997 while out in Southport, with my mate Suzanne. I said that I wanted to buy a cat and call it Dipsy. So we went off to the Southport R.S.P.C.A. and walked in to the cattery. As soon as we got in there I saw this black and white cat with it's face squashed up against the door. I said to Su "that's it", "what's it?" came the reply. That's it, that's Dipsy I said.
Su looked at me and asked how I did I know that. Well it has to be I said and so we went and asked about her. The cat had been in the cattery since Christmas after being found in a builders van, the staff at the R.S.P.C.A. had called her Sally. By that evening Sally was responding to the name Dipsy and had made herself at home.
We had a good 5 years and then on Thursday 24th April 2003 there was a knock at the door and when I opened it my landlord was stood there, he said that a cat had been hit by a car. I didn't think for one moment that it was Dipsy because we had just been playing together and she'd only just gone out. I went to have a look as Dave was quite sure that is was Dipsy, he wasn't wrong she'd been hit and the injuries had been fatal.
MISCHIEF
Well hello there, my name is Mischief and I really do live up to my name. This is not entirely my fault but my owners, or rather she thinks that she owns me, in reality I think us felines own our owners, what do you pussy cats out there think? My owner is now my best pal.
Talking about my name, I mean imagine calling one of us cats Mischief before you've even seen what we are like, isn't that asking for trouble? There again I do prefer Mischief to Paige, which is what I was called in the shelter. I was rescued from the Southport R.S.P.C.A. on the 15th May 2003.
I've been very lucky to end up where I am although my pal may not think so because my job was to take over from another one of our friends who was really well loved, and I do believe that Dipsy lived up to her name, she too was renamed, Dipsy was sadly killed in April. I think that we would have got on really well.
Anyway as much mischief I may get up to I know that I'm well loved too, but it doesn't always show, I mean who would mind if I was to fetch a bird home to play with, in the living room, the result here wasn't to good, I now have bells ringing round my neck all day and night.
On my first night in my new home I was very excited and was jumping all over the furniture and up the curtains, my pal was a bit shocked at first, she even tried telling me that she would take me back to the R.S.P.C.A. I'm now so chilled out living here that I don't bother listening to that anymore, although when I followed my pal to Birkdale Village, I got a bit of a telling off, but that's ok as I was a bit far from home and didn't know what to do when I was challenged by a very big angry looking Ginger Tom, I don't think that it was very fit as he didn't seem to know how to get on to the wall so I was safe and waited to be picked u by my pal and come safely back home.
I'm only a year old, and so after a bit of a rough start to my life I'm now very happy living here with my pal and friends, Brrr, Sparkey & Dylan.
Tragedy struck again on 26th August 2004 when again in similar circumstances as the year before there was a knock at the door. This time it was a friend called Phil who was to deliver the news that Mischief had been hit. Mischief had already shown us what a tough cat she was. She had been hit by a bus but was still fighting for her life. We went to the vets where after a conversation the only kind thing to do, was to have her put to sleep.