Diary Entry – 30th April 2023

I slept crappy, Mog slept in his basket all night he didn’t make a beep. I slept poor because I was worried about he trying to get out or getting scared and having a go at me or Lisa. The polar opposite happened, like I say he didn’t make a noise. At about 6:30am I decided to check on him, he was curled up in a bell and at first I panicked and thought he didn’t make the night. He was just sleeping deeply. I called my Mum and asked for her advice and she said we should try and find his Mum.

Not looked really rough to be fair, his eyes were all gunked up so he couldn’t open either of his eyes. So I picked up his basket and brought him outside and popped it on the table. I got some warm water and some cotton buds and got myself a little station ready. First though I had to feed Boris to stop his from growling. Mog could obviously smell the food but couldn’t see where he was going and kept trying to walk off the table. So I had to feed zMog on the table before I cleaned his eyes up.

After he wolfed down his food he sat as good as good whilst I wiped his eyes clean and got all the gunk away and gave him a mini bath. He scrubbed up well, I have him some of zBoris flea treatment and off we went in pursuit of Mum. He was happily sitting in my hoody pocket as I walked along the beach front. It was as if he could sense something near by as he decided to slip out of my pocket and he cantered along side. He went the bathroom in the bushes, we sat and waited for him but he then decided to follow other people so we kept walking a bit. We ended walking about a mile onwards and whilst walking back there was Mog sitting next to s security guard sun bathing. We walked past and the cheeky bugger didn’t even say thank you. We felt happy that he was ok and we were satisfied he was going to be fine. He had obviously used us for s roof over his head, a bath and some medicine. I thoroughly enjoyed our 15 hours knowing zMog and we were s bit sad to see him. Boris wasn’t, Boris was over the moon he went and willingly finished off the remainder of Mogs cat Ford.

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