I have been to the best place in the universe. Here it is:
|Oooh heaven is a place on earth|
Sis No 1 volunteers at Shropshire Cat Rescue and, on Friday, I went along to help out. OK so some areas can, at times be a little bit, em, aromatic, but basically it’s bliss. There are cats of every age and variety. There are cats waiting for new homes and semi-resident mogs who mooch about the place in a free-range sort of a way (but with shelter, warmth and food):
|Soaking up the sunshine|
|Helping me out in the feeding station|
and then there’s the swanky retirement village for the older cats. And of course there are kittens. One of which was adopted by my sister-in-law and her family on Friday. So all in all it was a very exciting day.
The kitten has been named Sheldon (in honour of the Big Bang Theory) and is beyond cute. Here’s a picture of him before adoption in a pen with one of his sisters
And here he is happily ensconced in his new home and ruling the roost within a matter of hours:
As well as cats the Rescue Centre also seems to have a mobile powder-puff:
(I managed to resist coming home without my pockets full of cats, but only just).