Things I will miss about the Woolsheds: Part II - The Roslyn Avenue Cat.
I don’t know it’s real name, but I affectionately refer to it as Gordon Rangsley. I’m sure everyone who has visited Roslyn Avenue has come across him/her, as the lovely bundle of fur likes to spend time sleeping in the most inconvienent of places, like the middle of the road, or under people’s cars. My little buddy has come to recognise that I am someone who is good for a pat, so has taken to running down the pavement if he catches a glance of me walking down the road. The other day, I sat down to pat him, and next thing I know he has climbed on my lap and decided to take a nap. I vote for him as the friendliest, loveliest kitty ever. Love.
EDIT: Thanks to apainterinnewcastle I now know the kitty is called Miagi. Hurrah!