confessions of a crazy cat lady

[dropcap]I[/dropcap] think I might have started this post as an excuse to talk about my cats…because, hello- crazy cat lady here, and this is my blog after all. Don’t get me wrong, I go gooey eyed over dogs too. And bunnies. Bunnies are good. To be fair, all animals. I am a crazy animal person. When I was little I wanted to be a zookeeper. I still regularly check the ZSL website for job vacancies, because you just never know! That’s how Battersea Dogs & Cats Home landed me for two years.



I realised, flicking through old family photos one day, that in 99.9% of them I am holding a cat (I also had a head like a baby beluga whale but thats a question for my parents to address)

The cat love ran deep from an early age.

In the Far East, there were stray cats everywhere so I was constantly in my element. Stray mama cats would give birth to litters of kittens in our garage, literally all the time. There was never a time that we didn’t have a pet or two or three in the home growing up (some of them even quacked)

Then, one day, years and years later and an infinite amount of pestering Robin to agree to getting a cat…he gave in. Sort of. I don’t think he really believed I would do it. But I did! After work I zipped over to an estate in Lewisham and found myself sitting on a stranger’s kitchen floor, watching these wiggling bundles of black and white fur in front of me. I scooped one up. She told me it’s name was Mercedes.

“Aww cuuuute” I squealed (and made a mental note to change his name immediately)

That was the day I brought Leo home thus transforming Robin into a crazy cat person too.

Leo sort of made all my cat dreams come true.


We got turnt up together


We did chores together


We even contemplated life together too.

We basically had a grand old time before he went to cat heaven after a fruitful 7 years with us. Bless his grumpy soul.

It was safe to say I had fully indoctrinated Robin to the ways of the crazy cat person and so, 6 months later we adopted two brothers from a friend’s aunt in Wales.

These little weasels.

My country gentlemen are probably the reason I’m not going to your party/dinner/drink after work because THEIR FACES ARE LIKE DISNEY COME TO LIFE.

And why wouldn’t you want to be around Disney 24/7?

I pretend to like their offerings of dead bees and mice. I let them sit by my head when I’m in the bath. I get pins and needles when I daren’t move when they’re sleeping on me because, disney etc etc

I am basically their slave.

And I love it! And I am letting my freak flag fly (it has a scribble of a cat on it)

P.S…I’ll just leave this photo here….




Author: Angela Shek

just a clueless mama in East London

2 thoughts on “confessions of a crazy cat lady”

  1. I have always had pets too! Cats, dogs, goats, lambs, rabbits…the list could go on…Including ones that quack 😉 I looove cats! I am a cat person haha. I can’t wait until I’m in a house that lets me have a pet of my own 🙂 Those brother kitties are so cute!


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