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St Andrews in Focus - Issue 83 Jul / Aug 2017
From the Editor
I’ve been adopted by a cat – don’t ask! It seems it isn’t unusual, as people living near me will attest, having been adopted similarly by a cat that follows them everywhere, even into town if it can. It would help matters if I could understand what the cat is trying to tell me. Alas, although I can meow, sort of, I have no idea what I’m talking about, and neither does the cat. It started a couple of weeks ago when I became aware of a black and white moggy curled up under my bluebells. It seemed to be there day after day without moving, eating or drinking, rain or shine. I thought it looked sick so I called the SSPCA. Within half an hour one of their number arrived, to be treated by the sight of a fluffy black tail disappearing over the wall. The cat, it seems, wasn’t dying. So I fed it. Now it can’t get enough of being stroked, sitting on my lap, following me around the house. With luck I’ll find it a nice, but different, home. All the same, why me? I confess – I am flattered!