This one-bed apartment in Staines knows the value of a furry friend
When a cat climbed through the bathroom window we kept ajar to prevent damp, my housemates and I thought it was a bit of fun that wouldn’t hurt anyone. Our ground-floor apartment was in a no-pets building, which made the forbidden chin-stroking more thrilling.
We knew not to encourage our whiskered friend with food, but he kept passing by and we kept letting him. There was something about the confident black cat with white paws and neck: Tuxedo, we called him. He was worth breaking the rules for.
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