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When I met Daisy it was a cold and gloomy afternoon... I knocked on the door, her mum Nicky greeted me and so did Daisy... thundering up the long hall and plonking her ample butt on the floorboards in front of me...

Her mum and I had a cuppa and discussed all things Cat

(one of my favourite subjects). Daisy took her position on the blanket next to me, I patted her and she “fake slept”... I know she was really tuning into the “intruder in her home”. After an hour or so... I left Daisy, (fake sleeping) and came home.

First day..

Popped the key in the door, warily edge the door open, survey the long hall way to detect Daisy... and there she is sitting right at my feet...

I reach down to pat her and she smells my hand, she offers it a head butt and then zig zags down the hall with her tail flip flapping in the air behind her. I follow her down to the living area, I find a ping pong ball and we play..

I make myself a cuppa and sit on the couch, she sits with me on her blanky, we watch some T.V together, well i'm watching, she's sussing the intruder... It’s time for me to take off my cat nanny hat and put on my mum hat... I explain to her that I have to go and as if she knows what I’m saying, she trots off up the hall and disappears into her mums room.

Day3

Oopsie a little surprise... poor Daisy has had a little diahorrea... I run through my head reasons why... I eliminate food and illness and realise it’s probably stress... I make a mental note, that if it goes on for longer than 24 hours... it’s off to the vets... in the mean time I ta