Hi i would like to start this page off with the story of toffee.....
The job i have takes me to many farms in the area where i live to deal with cat feral colonies.
We go in armed with a lot of trap's to catch the cats and kittens send them off to the vets and have them all spayed and neuter. A lot of the kittens come in to care and most spit and bite but with lots of love and care plus ham they always come around in the end and i find them all new homes.........
Well, this day i got a phone call from a very large farm about 10 miles from where i live he was getting very worried about all the wild cats running around and he asked if i could help. So off i went with my car full to the brim with cat traps thinking this will all be done by tonight. I was shown across 2 fields and finally got to the largest barn i have ever seen there was about 4 barns in one and a lot of cats and kittens so my one day job was going to take a hole lot more them just one day. I spent the next 3 weeks going to and from the farm to the vets with cats and kittens and taking them back again, having the ill cats treated and so one i lost count of how many cats i had sorted and i had sorted 58 kittens. On the last day i got my eye on this cat disappearing down a small hole at the back of the barn. So i had to go and make sure that there was no kittens and to my horror i found 4 more. My hand where very saw by this point been scratched so many times from the wild little kittens. All i could see was this mass of wet fur balls and they did not move. To my horror as i was taking the kittens out of this hole they where all dead and soaking wet i guess the mother cat just picked a very bad place to have her baby's after removing 4 dead kittens i was very upset by this. I could hear a small meow coming from the hole. So i went back down and at the very bottom i found this little cream coloured kitten with yellow bit's and so very wet and covered with lice, fleas, and so on but he was alive he would have only been about 5 weeks old and to my surprise he just purred and purred i brought him home and got him all cleaned up i got rid of the lice and fleas straight away and i named him Toffee i guess he was just so glad to be warm and dry he did not mind me touching him as i have dealt with lot's of feral kittens in my time and not many come out purring Toffee is now 4 years old and very happy a bit to fat and very spoiled............................
