This is my beautiful cat, Cozy (named after Cozy Powell, the drummer). He turned up outside my front door on Tuesday 15 November 2011, which is pretty good going given I live on the top floor of a block of flats and he had to go past flats containing dogs on each floor. He was in a terrible state – half starving, riddled with fleas and had lost half his fur.
I took him to the local vet who established he had a microchip in his neck and was able to tell me that his owners lived just a few streets away from me. I took him back, but the owners had moved away. The new tenant left a message on their answering machine to say I’d found him but they never got in touch so I kept him. And he’s been an absolute joy to have. Check out this picture of him having fun with wrapping paper at Christmas.