Middle-class animal lovers like me are mired in 'pet debt' - including the cat mum who couldn't pay her tax bill after a VERY costly pitfall that traps so many owners Freddie is the main man in my life.
And don't get me started on the pet insurance (£13 a month), raised cat bowls to stop him eating too fast and vomiting (£15) and new cat flap (£70).
A colleague has just had a £2,300 bill for an emergency three-day hospital stay for her six-year-old male cat, who now needs special cat food for life, plus supplements.
My newest cat, Freddie, has seen me through a romantic break-up, work anxiety and cold winter nights, Liz Hoggard writes.
Two years ago, after the demise of my 18-year-old lady cat, I adopted a stray (let's call him Mr Grey) who had spent the summer in my garden.
