Meow, im Alfie.
This time last year I was wondering the streets of Devon, lonely and hungry. I jumped into a garden where I found an open door, I could smell some delicious food, I felt bad it was for another cat but I was so hungry I had a little taste.
Oh no! The cat of the house is here, his looking at me. Oooh noooo! His human is here too!
But they 're both being nice to me. Other cat let's me eat and doesn't mind me sleeping in his garden. His human posts on Facebook about me, but no one comes foward for me. I spend over a month being fed by the human man, his saved me from starving. He gives me shelter in his garden. I play with other cat.
Human man feels bad for me, it's early august he calls a lady named Dianne from Animal Ambulance, and she comes a picks me up.
They treat me for fleas, it feels so good not being itchy, they feed me and give me a teddy to keep me company.
It's only been a couple days but another lady and man come to clean the cages of all the resident cats, they love me.
They told their daughter about me, and she calls and asks to meet me.
She has a little human with her, and another man human. I like them, they're friendly, I rub their paws with my head, but soon they go, but I have a name on my cage, im Alfie. I don't know what this reserved means but it makes me feel safe.
Human Dianne takes me to a vet, they neuter me and let me rest. It's September 1st, im moved to a cattery....a few hours later I'm being put in a carrier....wait....its humans daughter and little human. Meow, meow hello I tell them. Half hour later they open the carrier, I hide, im not sure where I am, everything smells different, human lady sits on the floor and talks to me. She tells me this is my home. She tells me I'm safe. She puts some food next to me behind the sofa, it tastes so good.
They are sleeping. I explore my new home. I like little human, I climb on the end of her bed and curl up.
Yawn...its morning I follow my human new mummy around, I like her.
I spend my days laying in the warm with a full tummy. My humans buy me toys....im not sure what toys are...mummy says I will learn.
Over the months I do. I also learn I love to be brushed and petted. I live little human and her cosy bed.
I do. I love toys. I love my humans. I love life.
My humans found out I'm only about 18 months old now. I had a rough start, But now I'm safe, I love life.