Callisto the Cat
Cats are assholes. They really are. I never wanted a cat and that was something I was absolutely adamant about. I was a dog person and no mistake. Nose boops, tricks, walkies in the park. Yes to all of those things. But cats. No. Litter trays, claws and hissing - and let's face it, there was always plenty of hissing if my granny's cat Mr Brown was anything to go by. And then I met, well, more like I was ambushed by, a small bundle of cheek and sass that came to be known as Callisto.
