Hi, I'm Mr Tibbs and I'm thebestofclacton cat. Or should that be the best cat? Or maybe both? Never mind, it doesn't matter.
When I heard that my domestic staff were looking for blog authors, I immediately volunteered because I've got so much to share with all the cool cats in the Clacton on Sea area. I'll be posting regularly on here and I'm hoping that perhaps I might attract some replies from other Tendring cats.
Anyway, let's swiftly move on to the interesting stuff which is of course, all about me! I was born and bred in Clacton, although I don't remember much of my first year or so. I'm afraid it was the usual story, broken home and then I ended up living rough on the streets and sleeping in the graveyard in Burrs Road. I was pretty lucky because some really nice people fed me and I think gave me their own food. But I was a bit too adventurous crossing the road one day and ended up with severe injuries to my hips and tail.
That was when those nice people I mentioned called Clacton Animal Aid who sent two ladies out to trap me. It took them ages because I was very wary despite being in a lot of pain. After that, I had lots of operations which I eventually pulled through, although I lost my beautiful tail and I was very sad about that. The two ladies who caught me took me to their home to convalesce for a while and then I moved back to Clacton Animal Aid and lived with lots of other cats - I was then known as Tibby.
I was there for three whole years! Nobody wanted me because I was shy and retiring (I'm not now but more of that another time) and of course, I had no tail. Then, one day, Jakki & Steve from thebestof clacton came along to get details for the feature on Clacton Animal Aid which you can find on the site. They'd already seen me on the "Cat Chat" website and thought I deserved a chance and so they took me home with them at the same time as another cat, so they rehomed two of us at the same time.
Well now, I'm getting a bit peckish, so I'm going to draw this post to a conclusion and I'll tell you lots more when I do my next one. My story does, of course, have a happy ending as you can see from the photos of me which I'm putting on this post. Yes, that's me relaxing in my favourite armchair with a nice glass of Shiraz. Well, I said I was a cool dude didn't I? And that's why now "They call me Mr Tibbs."
Until next time,
Mr T
PS Check out the Cat Chat site to see all the great cats you could offer a new home to right now.