Well just to let all you fans of our BBC (Big Black Cat) know, the little tramp has moved out.  He joined our household in Leeds as a stray that invited himself in four years or so ago. At the time unknown to us he was living with the cat people (14+ cats in a 3bed terraced house) up the road, and ours was a better deal. Now hes found himself a better home at a farm up the hill behind our house.

On one hand I am very sad because when he’s in cute mode he’s a very cuddly black velvet cat.

On the other I won’t miss the following wacky catty antics;

• Hair ball cat puke first thing in the morning, that I was forever stepping in my halfawake state.
• Some sort of injury/illness every 3-6 months usually coupled with  late night trips to the emergency vet. When we took him on we got him insured 2 days before his first bout of injury (torn ear followed by cancer in the leg)
• Being woken in the middle of the night by a sopping wet BBC clawing me to wake up (NEWT’S NEED THEIR SLEEP!!)
• Him ‘humping’ jumpers/towels/my trousers, despite being done!!!
• The sheer bunny carnage that accompanied late spring/early summer. This will be especially hard to explain to any future Newtlets

While I’m not happy at how its come to happen, basically them up the hill encouraged him in my view despite me asking them not to,  its for the best in the long term.