…Is a cat. A cat who comes from, ummm, I think it’s Tanilba Bay, or something like that. A cat who has been mistreated by it’s previous owner’s neighbours.
It just so happens that they (her neighbours) had tried to strangle poor Gar-Gar, and was found with a rope tied around her frail, little neck. Another time, it turns out, what happend was, their neighbour had tied it’s back leg, 1 of her legs, to the washing-line.
Her [previous] owners are absolutly lovley, two little girls (5, 2) and their mother was born in the Phillipenes, and the father was from Oz I think. They were sad to say goodbye, but very glad that she wasn’t killed, and won’t be. They said that when the RSPCA called them, they got told that they were charged for animal cruelty. But when they picked her up, she was so happy to see them, they let the family off. The oldest girl drew a picture for Garfield. She stabbed little holes in the paper with a pencil, and said they were Garfield’s paw tracks.
She is every bit as cute as Coco and Cadbury, and mum hates her name, but I think we should keep it, it’s just fair. I think they said she will be two in June or July, and this one definetly is not a runt like the other two, because she is already a bit bigger than Cadbury (7 I think).
I really love her, she is sweet, but Cadbury has met her match!!!
Ha! I found it!!! How totally smart am i? I know, I know. Anyway, i hurt my fingure and it’s very saw. Mum thinks got bit by a Andrew’s cross spider. EEwwwww! It’s all ………… Puffy! (Clearing throat) Too much info, i know. See you at skool 2morro.
Immy.