Five years ago today Austin was wrenched from his compact and bijou residence at the RSPCA rescue centre in Colwyn Bay, stuffed into a PTU and transported, against his will, to a spacious rural palace with en suite litter tray and 24 hour room service! He has his personal groomer, neck scritches on demand and the complete run of said palace, garden and neighbourhood. His every meow is pandered to and he has lap lounging privileges on whoever he wills, whenever he wills - even if chosen lappee is hanging wallpaper or taking a shower!
Happy Gotcha Day, Austin!
oxymoron, ox-y-moron (poss. Welsh) - an idiot from the bovine family