Today Albert Whiskers has joined us here at 'Hagstones'. We left the Kirkby-in-Ashfield Cat Rescue with the words 'He'll be lovely, absolutely no trouble' ringing in our ears, we set off on our 23 mile journey home. Before we had even reached the top of Diamond Avenue (approx 0.7 miles), Albert Whiskers was in meltdown mode. He managed to BEND THE METAL DOOR of the cat carrier basket & get first one, then both front legs out, followed by the rest of him! He jumped across the BHO who was driving & proceeded to look out of the window to see just where the hell he was going! Pulled over at the side of the road & managed to recapture him & repair the door sufficiently to strap it tightly closed. Albert Whiskers had other ideas however, & every mile or so, he had another furious attempt to break out, getting a quarter of himself out again, savaging the BHO's arm in the process. I was travelling in the back of the car, & was unable to hold the door firm against metal-bending skills which would have left Uri Geller in the shade because of the slashing claws coming through the grill straight into my hands! I had the idea of holding two car mats firmly over the door for the rest of the journey home & thankfully further crazy attempts to break out were thwarted.
When we got him home, 3 lots of blood pressure heading for the roof, we opened the cat basket & he walked out & started purring. He has barely stopped purring since then, has been head-butting us in the legs demanding strokes, has already scoffed half of his biscuits & he'd only been here 10 minutes before he said he wouldn't mind his dinner, actually, if there was any danger of it coming out any time soon!
Albert Whiskers is about 3 years old & had been living rough as an un-neutered stray over in the Eastwood area of Nottinghamshire. He was apparently very dirty when he came into the Cat Rescue & had obviously recently gone a few rounds with someone a lot bigger & fiercer than himself, as he had the remains of a probable cat bite abcess on his face, a swollen eye (you can just see in the picture that it is still a little closed) & a scratched nose.
So, we've finally got him! We are the People & Cats Republic of 'Hagstones' once again. My blood pressure is falling. The BHO asked me what I wanted for lunch.. I said 'Valium, please'.....(I got a cheese cob!) Our cat flap lock has broken (I think Siegfried may have charged it). We have a piled a heavy box of tiles, a box, a bin & a sack of spuds in front of it. Hope it's enough. Albert Whiskers has escapology form!!
Back soon,
C x
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