From Street to Sofa

Me-ooow...It’s me, Mollie! I love running up olive trees or hanging out in the shade. I’ve lived in this garden for as long as I can remember. Can’t think of any better place to be!

One day, a new couple arrived at the house. They seemed different from the holidaymakers I was used to. When I approached them, they offered me milk and treats. It almost felt as if they were inviting me to stay with them.

My new friends showed me their house, which was full of pillows and couches that I was allowed to make my own. They seemed to enjoy cuddling me and started calling me Mollie. When I curled up on their bed, they seemed bothered, however. Deep down, though, I know they love having me close by.

Things Took an Unexpected Turn

When the sun comes up, I spend my days on the terrace, keeping an eye on the garden. Ever so often, a rabbit comes onto the lawn. If I feel like chasing it, I take it home to show my new buddies. Unfortunately, they don’t seem to like it at all. I think they’re missing out on what I believe to be my greatest skill...

One day, things took an unexpected turn. Another cat got cheeky and began sneaking around the house. Imagine my dislike when my housemates started feeding and stroking him! They even gave him a name. I meowed and hissed at him, but he didn’t seem too bothered. This is still my home...me-ooow...!