Mr Pilchard says MIAOW!

Hello fellow anipals and comrades of the #WLF Whiskas Liberation Front! I will write more about the #WLF another time; this first post is all about ME!

I am Mr Pilchard, a rescue puss.

https://www.facebook.com/MisterPilchard


I was born in the spring of 2008. As a tiny kitty I was found and taken to the Animals' Refuge at Wetheral Shields, Cumbria. I don't remember anything about where I was born but I do know from Wetheral I went to a new home, where I was well looked after, but sadly my staff couldn't carry on looking after me and I was returned to the refuge 11th April 2012  in the hope the lovely people there could find me a new furrever home.

The Animals' Refuge, Oak Tree Farm, Wetheral Shields, Carlisle, CA4 8JA

http://www.animalrefuge.co.uk/

https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Animals-Refuge/101786036579413

Now looking at that photo (which was taken at the refuge in May) you would think such a charming chap as myself would have been snapped up instantly  by discerning would-be staff,  but for some reason I stayed in the refuge for seven months. I became a great favourite of the people who help the anipals at the refuge, as I am such a friendly chap (and well, yes very handsome indeed), but  no-one took me home and I grew a little anxious of ever finding new staff and a furrever home.

Then on Saturday afternoon on November 17th 2012 two people, one male one female, came into the refuge looking for a new companion to share their home and garden. The female person had seen my photo

on the refuge website page where there's a small selection of all the anipals needing furrever homes

http://www.animalrefuge.co.uk/animals-needing-homes

and had thought how simply gorgeous I was, but the other human (the male one) thought they should inspect all the anipals before deciding.

Well, as soon as I spotted the pair of them, I RUSHED to the window of my very well-equipped run and shouted CHOOSE ME! CHOOSE ME!

They said hello, and were allowed to stroke me; but they moved off to look at other kittehs and I was so despondent. I made a noise saying MIAOW! so they wouldn't forget me, and then...

THEY CAME BACK AND SAID WE WOULD LOVE TO TAKE PILCHARD HOME!

The people had brought a BIG cat carrier and soon I was sitting in it on a furry blankie. They handed over some money, received a full medical history (I was neutered when a kitten at the refuge and all my injections are up to date), my Microchip registration, they signed a form to say they promised to look after me, and off we set in the car for my new furrever home! I was a good boy in the car and didn't cry once.

I'm a little on the portly side and I'm on a strict diet from the V E T so that BIG carrier was a good plan MOL!

I'll let you all know how the D I E T and exercise regime is making me less of a cat than I was, but for now, I'm starting to enjoy having new staff, and  loads of fuss and cuddles.

My new staff decided I was such a dignified puss they added Mr to my name, so now you have to call me MR Pilchard.

And I have found my purr! I didn't purr once when my new staff were stroking me and talking to me in the refuge, nor on the way home, and they thought perhaps I was a cat with no PURR, but now I can't stop!

So PURRRRRRRR to all my new pals on Facebook and efurryone reading my blog. I will write again soon, with some new photos.

Love from me,

Mr Pilchard

PS thank you to the Refuge for allowing me use of their photos.