My name is catbasket and I am a cataholic. It all started years ago when I was around 12yo. A local black and white stray adopted the family home as his own. Just one cat, no problem, we could handle it. Then a neighbour's cat had kittens and suddenly we seemed to be a three cat family as my sisters and Socks decided to adopt two of the cutest little black brothers ... Years passed, I got a place of my own and lived the batchelor life thinking I'd had a lucky escape from cataholism. One day on the way home from the pub a life-changing experience - we stopped at some friends' house for coffee and I met their very friendly grey cat named Howard. He just loved being tickled behind the ears. Sadly, a few months later Howie's mum and dad split up and for various reasons neither could keep Howie even though they both wanted to. Remembering the one and only time he'd met me he had seemed to like me they asked if I would adopt him. Foolishly I said yes. I didn't realise it at the time but this decision was the first step on a slippery slope that was to send me crashing down to become the dishevelled wreck I am today ... Just one cat, no problem, I could handle it. In March 2000 a girl at work was fostering brother and sister feral kittens for an animal charity. They were such cute little fluff balls and they reminded me of the two brothers Socks and my sisters adopted when I was young ... suddenly I'm a three cat family. Again, I thought I could handle it ... errrr, nope. I had to take drastic measures to draft in extra help. I got married. The now doomed Mrs CB had never spent much time with cats before. She wasn't that keen, what with the fur everywhere and the cat grit that gets into places where there aren't even any places ... and anyway hamsters are so much cuter. They ganged up on her. It was three onto one. She never stood a chance, poor lass. With Howie and Musky on her lap and Twigs draped around her neck they purred her into submission. Brainwashing, that's what it is! One year Mrs CB announced that for her birthday she would like ... two kittens. So as we became a five cat family, and we still are, I guess I should correct the introduction I made months ago at the start of this post - My name is catbasket, and not only am I a cataholic - I turned my wife into one.