Every year when I was a little girl I would blow out the candles on my birthday cake and wish for a cat. My wish half came true when our next door neighbours cat adopted us as his second home but I still always wanted one of my own.
Fast forward many years later and I am now the proud *slightly obsessed* owner of a 5 month old semi long haired tabby called Bella.
On a rainy Saturday a few weeks back we randomly decided to visit our local cat rescue centre. We had been there a few times before but had always left empty handed, getting a cat wasn't something we were going to rush into and I wanted to make sure we got one that was right for us.
There was a real mixture of gorgeous mogs there that day and initially we had our eye on a fat ginger tabby called Rufus...that was until we spotted a cage with 3 tiny fluffballs piled up on top of each other. At first we were drawn to the grey boy who with his piercing green eyes melted my heart but he was a nervous little thing. The girl explained to us that the 3 of them had been feral from birth and were still very apprehensive of people. I then spotted Bella (She was named Minky at the time) and my heart melted even more. It didn't take much convincing!! An hour later we were home with our new addition.
The first few days she hid behind the sofa and wouldn't come out...not even to eat. I was worried that she would be like that all of the time but slowly she started to come out of her shell and is now ruling the roost!
She absolutely loves rolling on her back and having her fluffy belly tickled and at the same time every night she brings me her favourite toy mouse to play fetch with. She is super affectionate and when me and Tim are lying on the sofa watching tv she comes and squeezes in the middle of us. Bella is also your classic keyboard cat and she definitely wont think twice about sprawling her fluff over my keyboard when I am trying to blog (she is doing it now).
Cheeky personality aside.....I couldn't have asked for a better cat