What takes the Cake?

I must admit I was never a fan of cats. I developed a fear of them since primary school where I witness a cat fight too terrible for a young girl. It did not help to later live with neighbours who are cat lovers, who, perhaps unwittingly, attract the toughest looking strays from the neighbourhood. 

It was one of these strays that ate (yes, you are reading it right - ate) the only pet I ever owned - a little one-legged sunbird called Puffy. That costs very many tears.

Blue-eyed Cake

Understandably, I was filled with apprehension when the King and Queen K introduced their Cake to me. But soon, I grew less afraid and increasingly look forward to his nightly prowls around the shop. He likes to smell my shoes (like a dog!), tunnel into plastic bags and fight with rubber bands. Just as I thought I am ready to face the world of cats, I realised that this is no ordinary cat. This is Cake. There is only one. He's the one and - he takes the cake.

He is also now featured in Chaemii's blog here
What a popular Cake!