I remember the day Gruffalo was born! She has built her nest under Bernard's bed as she had before and torn up enough paper and stolen enough socks to sink the Titanic. She meowed her way through, desperate that one of us would stay with her until the 3 little bundles were delivered. 2 ginger toms and a multicoloured girl, all teeny tiny and perfect! Always so lovely that she wanted us with her. He fell in love the day he opened his eyes - and imprinted to her at once! Everywhere Bernard went - he went too! Sat on her lap, on her face if she laid down, in the hood of her jumper if he … [Read more...]