Custard

Our funny little Custard gave us a very big upset over Christmas. We had noticed he wasn’t very happy going to the toilet and had been keeping an eye on him. Then the week before Christmas he became very unhappy, whining and grumbling not knowing what to do with himself. We took him straight to the vet and they admitted him, it was very difficult leaving Custard behind not knowing what was wrong with him. Later that day the vet phoned to say Custard had bladder stones and they had given him a catheter and would keep him in for a few days to see how he was going.

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Treacle & Custard

Treacle and Custard are brothers and were six months old when we adopted them from our local branch of The Blue Cross. It was the 13th December 1997, the last day before they closed for Christmas. It was upsetting seeing the cats of all ages looking for homes and Lindsay wanted to leave, she couldn’t choose. Derek knew better, a little silver tabby had already picked him. Every time Derek went near the pen the little cat would rub up against the bars purring, it was Treacle. Derek was sold :-), we weren’t leaving alone. There were four other cats in the pen with Treacle, as we wanted to offer a home to two cats we had the difficult job of picking another one. Our first choice was not actually Custard, the cat we chose would not come out from behind the cat loo! Custard was peering innocently out of the cat bed, so the poor little chap was grabbed and stuck in the cat box beside Treacle.

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