Caught the Wrong One

So...rang the SPCA this morning and 'fessed up to our loss. They gave instructions of what I needed to do, which I followed to a tee, along with my wee helper, the Eldest who was off school with achy joints and a sore head.

We hired a cat trap, printed out some lost posters, delivered them around the neighbourhood, then let the local vet know.

As predicted, we captured our resident "Fat Bastard", he couldn't leave the jellymeat alone.

Thankfully, we also captured Melly about half an hour after Tui. Whoop whoop!!!