1979 When I left my Ex. My parents came to pick me up to take me home, a journey of about 180 miles. I did not have a cat basket for my Martini so she sat on my lap. After not too long a while I felt a warm wet sensation and had to sit the whole way home smelling of cat pee. I still loved her!! My mum and dad's nextdoor neighbour took great interest in all of Martini's antics but always insited on calling her Bubbles.
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