We had recently lost a young cat to the road nearby, the second of ours to be stolen in this way. Pandora was getting old and we had decided no more cats. But we added a proviso that AP (After Pandora) we would consider maybe taking a special needs cat, as we have a lot of time and opportunity to care for such an animal. We even decided we would prefer a male and Charlie would be the name of choice.
Then at the pet club at work one day this picture popped up with a plea for a home.
He had been found abandoned on the edge of a busy road with his two brothers. His brothers had been rehomed, but no one wanted the sparky little ginger boy.
I emailed MB with the picture and text and simply wrote 'Charlie?'
Of course, we took him. He was a nightmare with feline behavioural problems and we very nearly gave him away several times. He also had terrible earmites from bad care, awful eating habits, was socially maladjusted and had a malformed lower jaw giving him a pronounced underbite.
But with love and care.........he grew up to love helping out.........
And enjoys nothing more than helping Mummy on the computer.....
And here he is, one year later. A big floofy, sparky ginger man. My Little Man.