Opening the back door and shouting a familiar name into the garden, I knew it wouldn’t be long until I’d see a tortoiseshell moggy strutting her stuff back inside.
As from day one, our kitty Inka had been a little diva.
Working in a veterinary practice myself, as a team we were used to seeing strays pass through on a weekly basis.
So, when a three-week-old kitten came in during 2019, who had been found in a barn, the initial plan was to hard-rear her at home for the weekend, until passing her on to another colleague.
‘Please can we keep her?’ my children Katie, now 21, and Siôn, now 17, begged, falling in love.
Even my husband Mike, now 55, and our Whippet Shadow, were fond, too.
She’d used…
