I struggle with one very old moggie Mrs Dips at the mo (20). When Hamish was alive too it was impossible although he was the very definition of unmanageable. The ginger ninja. He weighed 9.5kg's of muscle and mischievous malcontent. When he passed away there was a power vacuum in the neighborhood and all the local cats scrapped for weeks. Sometimes i'd wake up thinking i was having a heart attack but it was him sleeping on my chest. He was a nice soppy but crazy cat at home though and i miss him still.
