Some of the Inmates

Day one of my blogging career, four followers, two cups of coffee. This is as a good a time as any to meet just some of my animals. I'll introduce them slowly, as 18 cats and 5 dogs can be a little overwhelming (try sharing a single bed with them). 


This is Gabby. Found in the township with a badly broken leg just a few days before this picture was taken. She is now a TERRORIST. She still walks with a slight limp, but you can only see it when she moves slowly enough for you to keep focus, which is rare.  

Tessa is a very cuddly girl. She was tiny and skinny when we found her, but has rounded out very well!

Known simply as Black Cat (being innovative with names gets difficult after a certain number of pets). She is a fatty. Although she doesn't eat much more than the others, she also moves as little and as slowly as possible. Unless the electric blanket is on, then she leaps like any self-respecting panther would to get onto my bed.  

Ah, my Rocky (aka Rockstar). This old man was "repossessed" by yours truly after someone decided that they didn't want him anymore. He has more guts than he knows what to do with, so he's often defending the cats against groups of three or four much bigger dogs (from the neighbouring farms). His heart is just as big; a real gentleman. Doesn't this picture just make you want to curl up next to him?

This is Patches, the resident foster mom. She's about 16 years old and takes it upon herself to care for any stray, homeless or abused kitten that comes into the house. But even a mom needs a mom, and she loves her cuddles. 

It is freezing cold in PE today. I'm off to crawl under the covers with at least 8 warm, furry bodies.