On arrival to my new home I found I had a housemate - a cat! Her name was Shima, she was a big gray ball of fluff - and she didn't like dogs. Shima was a stray that came to live with mum a few years earlier.
When I came to the house Shima spent nearly a year living in the spare room, much of that time on top of the wardrobe out of my way. She only came down to feed and use the kittylitter. Slowly she made it out and we got used to each other but we had to stay at arms length away. On the lounge one sat on either side of mum and same with our sleeping arrangements at night - one on either side and all was well. Sometimes we had a little game when I would chase her from one end of the house to another, then she would chase me back, mum would laugh at us.
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