From the moment we saved Tibby from two terrorising toddlers, from the moment she ran under our table in fear, i knew i loved her. as soon as i layed eyes on her i was in love.

Tibby was a gift for my birthday.

i would lay her on her back and tuck her into the pram with a blanket and walk around with her as tho she was a doll. id put her in my bag and walk around with her pretending to shop. she loved every moment of it, id even give her a physical like a vet would, id have my play doctors gear and be checking her teeth, claws, whiskers, eyes etc etc and she lapped it up. she was a mild mannered cat.. that was  until on day she bit on a glow stick and was poisioned by the toxins, her mouth frothed and she went wild, the vet said all we could do was hope she is strong enough to overcome it as there was nothing he could do.

She over come it, but is now a different cat.

She went from playful,affectionate and cuddly to a independant, rude and inconsistant cat.

She shows affection when she wants it, not when you do, she is not a lap cat, she doesnt like to be touched unless she asks for it and she is a bitch. which i love, i love the attitude she gives, she is well trained but only when i give her an order, anyone else tells her to get off something and she completely ignores them, which is just plain cute.

she has the weirdest taste for food ive ever known a cat to have. she eats :

bread

pinapple

tomato

lettuce

chips (hot and cold)

rice

pasta

i could go on, she will eat anything, there is not one thing she will not eat.

she does have her favourite foods though.. Butter Chicken and Muffins/Scones, any muffin, even if it has jam in it, she will eat the whole 12 straight out of the muffin tray (which of course means all of the muffin tops are gone and the bases are still there)

she is affectionate to me, but no one else, which i dont understand but i guess thats just the way she is.