My houemate and I were in the kitchen, she was making her tea and I was having a cup of coffee, when the cat flap went and in strolled 'Niteszche'.
My houemate and I were in the kitchen, she was making her tea and I was having a cup of coffee, when the cat flap went and in strolled Nietzsche'. He went up to my housemate and rubbed himself against her legs as all cats do. We pottered about the kitchen for a few more minutes with 'Nietzche' sitting watching us. Then I went to pick 'Niteszche' up but as I did he growled at me, which he never does. I thought that he might be hurt, so I asked my housemate to have a look, and he growled at her. That is when I noticed that 'Nietzsche' wasn't Nietzsche. It was a different cat that looks almost the same as Nietzsche apart from not having a little white mark on his chest as the real Nietzsche!.
The real Nietzsche was asleep upstairs on my bed..we put the 'none' Nietzsche back outside.
The photo above is the 'not Nietzsche' cat.
Who knows where he came from?
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