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Originally Posted by susie123
She was Millie, died a few weeks ago at 17. Had a bad start in life, we got her at a year old, already a mum but still the size of a kitten. Very untrusting of people and quite difficult to love, but we persevered. To the end of her life she would run and hide if anyone came to the door.
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Must have been traumatised -like my own cat, also a Milly - she was a rape victim at 4 months old -had to beat the brute off her with a broom and he nearly killed her. She will only go outside with me -been like that for 10 years now.
Your Millie had beautiful markings like Sylvester the cat!
I also used to live near a cemetary -no probs.- nice quiet neighbours!!
