Boris
Boris was one of over twenty bengal cats rescued after we were called to visit a small bungalow by local council Environmental Services. The conditions in the home were horrific and Boris had spent a lot of his life living in a small cat carrier in his own faeces. The ammonia in the rooms was so bad that we struggled to breath as we removed the cats.
Though we were relieved to be able to help we worry about how many other breeders and 'hoarders' keep animals in similar conditions with no one seeing what goes on behind closed doors. It is only thanks to the persistence of neighbours that officials were able to save Boris and his friends so please don't turn a blind eye...
"Hi,
I'm sorry I have been so long writing, but you know how it is time flies.
When I left you I wondered where I was going being put back in that cage. I was scared. Very scared but I kept quiet until I reached my new home. They put me down in the kitchen and opened the front of the cage.
Wow! I've moved to a mansion. The rooms are huge, I've got toys ,my own sofa, roast beef for dinner. It's wonderful.
I tried to be good but the first week I did break a few things. I thought it was curtains but they didn't seem to mind. I stayed in for 3 weeks and then I was allowed to go in the garden. I was scared at first but so excited, there are huge apple trees, lots of bushes and flower beds to investigate.
A few weeks later I had a mishap. I popped over to see Eric next door in his workshop. It's a fascinating place with all sorts of wood and tools to explore. I was having a lovely time nosing around when I realised Eric was gone and I was shut in. Oh well I thought he never goes out for long I'll just settle down and wait. But the hours went by and I could hear people walking up and down on the gravel outside, and then I heard them calling for me, but they didn't seem to hear me. Time was getting on it was starting to get dark. Where could Eric be all day? I'm afraid I had no option but to do my business on the floor. It was very embarrassing for a cat of my breeding. But I did manage to cover it up with sawdust. Eventually when I thought all was lost Eric came home and opened the door. I ran so fast for home, and everyone gave me lots of cuddles.
A few days later you'll never guess what I found. A Swimming Pool, and just next door. It was a lovely day so without further ado in I jumped. It was magic. I'm a regular visitor now, and when I come home I get dried with my own towel. I don't really need it being a Bengal but it's rather nice.
I have now settled to a routine. I go out early in the morning until twelve then have a light lunch and a sleep in my armchair. In the afternoon I make sure no other cats are in my garden, have some fun with the birds and explore until I'm called in. Then it's Bill Oddie on the TV and lots of pampering. So you see I'm the luckiest cat alive.
Thank you for looking after me so well and finding me a wonderful home. I'll never forget you.
LOVE & KISSES. Prince Boris.
PS. My new name since all the press coverage on Bengals."
