On a related note: I unfortunately had to have my darling little girl euthanised last weekend because she developed a brain tumour, the poor little mite. BUT, yesterday I was lucky enough to find a sweet little back and white 2-year-old which needed to be rehomed. He's currently cowering under my dressing-table. His name is Stanley. Daft name for a cat but I think it suits him.
Was that Lettuce? She was lovely! I'm sorry Linda.