The Blue Persian Cat

We seem to have adopted a Cat.  A few weeks ago it started hanging around our House, getting closer and closer to the door.  It got close enough to stroke and pat, it felt quite skinny to touch so we gave it some food (I know what you’re thinking), but we couldn’t let it starve.

After asking around our Village if anyone owned it, we found out a 90+ Man had passed away and the Cat was believed to be his.

When two of the grandsons visited us and saw the Cat they called it Fluffy as it seems to have more Persian in it.  Then Sally called it Smokey, and the Cat responded, so that will be its name while it’s here, if it stays.