Unwanted Gifts

Apart from the odd goldfish that I won at a fair we never had a pet when we were children.  I was neither fussed nor afraid.  But Little M since we can remember has always been totally petrified of anything that had a tail and was furry. We decided then for her sake that maybe getting a pet would be a good idea to take the fear away.  Mr Jones, our ginger cat was three months when we adopted him from the animal shelter and was terrified to find himself in new surroundings.  For two weeks Little M ran from room to room in fear of her life in case this little tiny kitten was in any way going to attack her.  He didn’t and thankfully she relaxed and both she and Mr Jones became buddies. He was pampered and fussed over and became quite the little prince. Mr H, the head of the house  also welcomed the male cat to a house as it was "already far too full of female hormones" in his opinion.  It helped balance things out, so he said.