After losing my little Oreo, who was barely a year old—he was run over on the road just 200 yards from my house—I’m scared to get another cat.
I absolutely adored the little thing; I even hand-reared him with a bottle.
The whole family is devastated, including my old Labrador, whom poor Oreo used to love snuggling up to.
He would come when called and slept indoors every night; we only ever opened the cat flap at dawn.
But sadly, all it took was that one time.
I’ve seen adverts for those containment fences; are they actually any good? Have any of you installed one in your garden?
I can’t imagine life without a cat in the house, but on the other hand, I feel so guilty thinking I'd just be sentencing the poor animal to ending up under a car's wheels eventually.
That's the third cat I've lost this way in 20 years, and I can't take any more!
