Happy 10th birthday to the most gentle Big Pud that you would ever want to meet.
He still spends the days wandering around at his own pace chatting away to himself, and even though we have the Donuts he remains our alarm clock: as soon as the sun comes up he let’s us know its time to open the doors into the garden so he can go out.
Of late he has started to spend the first part of the night on the bed with us, and as with all the cats we brought over with us from Spain he has adapted really well and thoroughly enjoys The Cottage.
He is obviously a LOT bigger than when I spotted him beside the beach, but his character has not changed at all. Not the biggest fan of a cuddle he loves a head scratch and then he will be off, wandering, chatting, and rubbing heads with all the other cats.
