I have had cats all my life and found it really weird moving out and no longer having pets, I do have pets again now but the cats are not really as cuddly as my own cat. Well my own cat, my mums cat really was this lovely black tom cat we called Tony. He was a huge cat very long bodied and he loved to lie next to you on the chair or in bed or sit on your knee. By the time i moved from home he was already 11 or 12 and every time i went home he just seemed to get older. Well to cut a long story short he died last night. He his not buried under a huge tree in my mum and dads garden. I will miss him.
My mum decided to get a new cat straight away, some people may think this insensitive but i think it is helping her a lot havign a a new cat in the house. The new cat is a ginger and white tom, hes only 8 weeks old and they got him from a rescue home. Hes a gorgeous little thing. So i suppose i will have a new animal to meet when i go home for xmas, will be odd without Tiny there but im sure Boris will be a great pet.

The hours at work seem to be getting less and less meaning my money is gettign less and less. It wasnt technically a full time job to begin with but it was enough to get by on..just. i really need full time hours if i want to get my own flat and actually manage to survive again properly. Can only keep looking.