A lovely cat, she had been rescued from aa beach, it was obvious that she had always fended for herself,she was rescued by 2 girls who were on holiday, I decided that I would give her home, poor girl in so much need of love, scruffy little scrap that she was, I promised her that I would turn her into something beautiful and I would name her Victoria, Vicki for short, and so I did.
I could write a whole book on the funny little things that she did, each morning I threw bread out for the ducks, as soon as she heard them off she went and brought it all inside , placed it on the rug inside the front door, it became a game,as fast as I threw it out she would bring it in, I beat her in the end, I wetted it all, she took her revenge by chasing the ducks, I had the answer to that too,I shut her inside till they had eaten it.
I had her for 12 years but sadly her liver gave up and I had to do the kindest thing for her, but the hardest day of my life, but I say thanks for the memories.

Author: Ruby Gill
Country: New Zealand
True story: Yes
Rating: 34 paws up
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