How it began (page 2)

This block can accommodate 4 different families at a time, giving the mums the safety and privacy they deserve to raise their young. We even have a large heated shed at the end of our drive that has been adapted to accommodate the garden cats; they are the ones who do not want to live a fully domesticated life, they came to us feral and we have been unable to re-home them. I have never liked to keep feral cats confined for too long so am pleased to be able to give them their freedom yet still keep an eye on them. They rarely stray far from PussyCat Lodge fully aware of where their meals are regularly provided and where they have a nice warm bed to curl up in.

The last decade has not been particularly easy; 9 years ago my beloved adoptive mother died, I nursed her here at home for the last two years of her life. 6 months after her death our family was devastated to learn that my husband had inoperable cancer; he wished to stay at home throughout his illness, sadly, I was again nursing somebody I loved so dearly. George died 7 years ago. Since then I have really struggled to keep afloat as I am unable to work due to illness but have somehow managed to make the mortgage and household payments without falling behind too often. The cats have always come first with me and over the years they have repaid me over and over again; to be constantly surrounded by such beautiful animals is a joy and throughout many painful times they have been a huge source of comfort.

It still amazes me every night when I do the final check of the cat pens that from that one donated pen all this has grown.

Jennie x

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