The Saga of Oscar Whiskers

The saga of Oscar Whiskers starts five years ago when I was nursing in the community, visiting people in their houses. I took the company car to clients to dress their wounds. This particular day I visited a young woman's house who owned several cats. As I got out of the car and approached the house a friendly ginger cat wanted to come in the front door with me. I asked the owner if this was okay thinking that it belonged to her and she stated that it did not, but was a stray left behind by the owners in the house next door who had moved away leaving him behind. His name was Oscar and he now lived underneath their trailer and her brother fed him daily. Oscar then decided to greet me every day when I arrived. He rubbed against my legs and tried to climb up me for a cuddle. As I left and approached the car he would follow me and try to climb inside. He was so starved for love and attention and food. He was terribly thin with his little hip bones protruding upwards from his back. I wanted to take him home with me. The woman that I visited asked me if I would take the cat. First or all I thought that I should pass it by my family who to my surprise said yes. I had imagined that the answer would have been no and I would then have to look for another owner for him. So the next time I visited I told her that we would take him but would have to do it after work and collect our cat box that we use for vet visits. That afternoon I collected my daughter from school and we went round to fetch Oscar. He was only too pleased to come up to us. Everything was set up for when we got home, including a kitti litter tray, food, water and toys. He was going to be a spoilt boy. We had bought him a scratching platform and a new soft bed, as we would not be able to let him outside until he had settled down in his new home and accepted it. When we released him from the cat box he bolted down the hall to my daughters bedroom hiding under her bed. During the night she heard him come out and he ventured down for some food that was left out for him. This won him over as he had been so starved and he began to relax. He was used to me and followed me where ever I went, which he still does to this day. We fed him four small meals a day as we did not want to make him sick and he settled in to life with us extremely quickly. Oscar now runs the household and still expects his four meals a day, a habit I am unable to break him from. Very affectionate and loving, he spends his days following us around and sitting on us whenever possible. He loves a long movie! He joins us when we sit outside in the sun while we write and spends his time sunbathing or lying on the table under the umbrella, having an afternoon snooze. He is devoted to us and we are to him. He is a well built cat, happy with his lot in life and all the cuddles and kisses that he receives. We love him and he loves us in return.  He is my ginger boy.