Felicity – the sweet and the not-so-sweet
I adore Felicity. She is wonderful, and lovable and undeniably cute. But she does have some flaws (she had a difficult kittenhood – what can I say?). Ten things that are sweet about Felicity: She loves me. She follows me around from room to room, all day, because wherever I am is where she wants to be. She loves Mr Dreamy. Whenever he sits down she crawls on his lap and cuddles up. She is very gentle with old people, and children. She was exceptionally sweet to Nana when she met her. She never tries to eat people food. You can leave anything – milk, fish, steak, butter, anything – on the counter and she won’t eat it. She never begs for food, or demands that we wake up to feed her. She isn’t whiney. I can’t abide cats that whine. She comes and sits with you when you are upset. If I started crying, Felicity will be cuddled up to me in less than a minute. She comes when you call. Always. She chirps …
