Our very first foster couple were siblings BeaBea and DomDom.DomDom was white with a striped ginger tail and a few ginger spots dotted around his body, BeaBea was a classic calico, or is it Tortoiseshell - I'm always confused. Tricolour, anyway. DomDom was perhaps the runt of the litter – very small, shy, and sickly. In a way, DomDom was our great learning curve. For example, he taught us how the delicate ones have to be handled. Delicately, it turns out😉. Delicately, but with conviction. I don't think I'd ever actually held anyone that small and frail before in my life. So I felt a bit like a bull in a china shop, afraid I might accidentally break him or somehow make him even sicker than he already was. However, I quickly realised that he needed me to be assertive, as this would make him feel safe, so I threw aside my self-doubt and decided to go with the flow. Let him guide me, so to speak. And ultimately he probably became my confidence guru in the world of felines. T...

 We have now been fostering tiny felines for a couple of years. It wasn’t planned; it just happened. Like most things, I guess. To be honest, the concept had never seemed like a possibility for us. Even when we adopted our first cat from our then neighbours who were fostering cats, dogs and pretty much any other animals you can think of, even then we never thought we could ever do it ourselves! Vader But fast forward four years when one day one of our new neighbours asked if we could look after a couple of her foster kittens for a week or so, and we just said ‘yes’. This means that our first two fosters were really just a small babysitting affair. And after that it started to feel more and more natural to say ‘yes’. Although, to be truthful, to have any more than 2 foster kittens in the house at once never seemed like something we would be able to do, or perhaps even want to do. And at first, we never had more than two at a time. The most we had in our first year was the Fab Five. ...