i went to school
near a castle.
At age 15 - 16 we would go and sit amoungst the ruins and drink special brew and cidar etc.
There was a really fluffy wild cat who lived in the castle grounds who would come over and chill will us. He had been a pet at some point because when we first met him he had a tag-sporting collar with "Doufus" etched into it, although he soon lost that. Doufus was easily recognisable as he has that condition where the cats paws are all massive and funny like little furry boxing gloves.
He was great. Not scared of anything. Really relaxed around us all and i still love him.
About 5 years later, long after leaving the school, i took a girlfriend from out of town to the castle and told her the story of Doufus.
Just as i said "and i haven;t seen him for years!" doufas ran around the corner and came right up to me and did that purry headbutt thing into my shins. I honestly almost cried with joy.

yay doufus!!
( biscuits_alive taste my rainbow, Thu 26 Feb 2004, 11:57, Reply)