Oscar, aka Scarface Claw, may have left his bits at the vets, he may be living in a house with a variable number of adults, another cat, two puppies and visited by young children and his back end may now be almost bald due to depression plucking, but his life has consolations.
Yesterday I saw him swagger across the road with something limp, grey and ratlike in his mouth, en route to drop at a human's feet for a really good reaction. Sometimes a cat's life can be really good.
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