The Story of a Hillbrow Cat

Hello. My name is Fender. I’m a kitten from Hillbrow.

Today started as the worst day of my life. My brother and me were hiding under a car next to the Hillbrow Boxing Club. I can’t remember what happened. I think the car ran over my brother. After the car went away I went to my brother. He didn’t move at all. I laid down on top of my brother. I don’t know how long I laid there. I waited to die.

Newsflash From the Melville Cat

From the Melville Cat:

I’m free at last. The blasted cone was removed.

Cone

May this horrid collar never adorn my neck again. (If you missed the story of how I got the cone in the first place, read here.)

The Melville Cat Has a Cone Head

From the Melville Cat:

This is the worst week of my life.

Unhappy cat

This photo says it all.

Heather had been gone forever, in a place called America. I was starting to think she might never come back. But on Monday evening she returned. I was very happy to see her although I feigned boredom.

New Furniture for the Melville Cat

From the Melville Cat:

I really like living on the Lucky 5 Star Commune. There are nice people around here who pet me and tell me I am a beautiful cat. (Of course I know this already but it’s nice to hear it repeated.) I get lots of good cat food and milk, and there is plenty of game-hunting on the property.

The Melville Cat: My Favorite Places

From the Melville Cat:

I never stay in one place for long. I like to be in control of my domain and keep my humans on their toes. I also get bored easily. Therefore I am always moving, always looking for new and interesting places to sit and do nothing.