Hi everyone – my name is Tinkerbelle, sometimes called Tinks or Moose – short for moos-tache. Alice my current carer is very proud of that one! Very pleased to meet you all. 

I’m looking for a very special foster home while I work on my social skills and learn that living in a hooman home is preferable to living on the mean streets. Well – ok – I’m not exactly from “da hood” but I’ve seen things. You weren’t there man – you don’t know. (Sorry – Chris is typing this up for me as I’m not great with a keyboard, and he’s been watching far too many movies where everything explodes recently. He needs to get an early night occasionally IMHO. But I digress…) 

Here’s a short version of my story. 

I was found by the lovely Liz and Neil living outside in a carpark behind their house in Dunmow. They checked me for a chip, but as I didn’t have one they asked around to see if anyone was missing me. I’m very distinctive with my Hercule Poirot-esque tache, but despite that, no-one came forward. As they already had two cats they couldn’t take me in, so they looked after me by getting me my own personal cat house away from the cars and bringing me all sorts of tasty food. I did like having staff! 

This was all fine over the summer, but as the weather took a turn for the worse from autumn into winter they started to get very concerned for my welfare. Not only was it getting colder, they didn’t know if I’d been spayed and since there were several cats in the neighbourhood, I could have ended up a homeless single parent. They didn’t want that for me, so they lit up the Catitude Cat Signal. 

Chris came over to see if he could get me into a cat carrier, but I so wasn’t having any of it. I might be little, but I can shift when I want to, and shift I did, right over the car park wall! Eventually he had to admit defeat, so my case was escalated to the Queen of Traps herself – Alice! I thought I could outsmart her, but apparently not. After a cold damp evening, I was lured by the offer of tuna into a trap and away from the local suitors I went. 

I was taken to a lovely foster home near Halstead, but even though I was given more love, attention, warmth and food than most kitties see in a lifetime I could just not settle. One slightly open window, one door left ajar and I was like Nicolas Cage – Gone in Sixty Seconds. After escaping for the second time, giving everyone industrial heartburn and living outside again (yes I was given a new cathouse – I wasn’t abandoned) the decision was taken to trap me one last time and for Alice to look after me for a little while. It’s no-one’s fault. Ok – maybe mine. A bit. 

Anyway, I’ve been with Alice for a few weeks now and I’m really starting to relax. I like pets, having food on demand is great, and I’m very appreciative of a warm blankie to snuggle into at night. 

But staying with Alice was only supposed to be an Air BNB, so now I’m looking for a very special someone to help me find a long-term let. 

Cards on the table. I’m an escape artist. Call me the Feline Houdini.  

I need someone experienced with cats and who knows how to “airlock” doors and make sure I can’t get out. I really do want to be a house cat, but there’s still a tiny bit of me that hears the call of the open air and the freedom of the streets. That call is getting fainter and fainter by the day, but it’s still there. One day it’ll be a distant memory. Today is not that day. 

Could you be that person? Could you give me such a wonderful life indoor that I never want to live alone outside again? I won’t lie – it’ll be a challenge. I’m still looking for an escape route so you’ll need to be on your guard. I don’t need a whole house to start with – just one decent sized room to call my own where I can chill out, relax and have regular pets with my food. I’m 100% worth it as I can purr like a superbike when I’m happy, and once I trust you, I’m a proper heartbreaker. But you’ll need patience…and eyes in the back of your head.

If that sounds like you, please get in touch with the Catitude Team on This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. and someone will get back to you for a chat. 

Waiting with all the hope in my heart.

Tinkerbell/Tinks/Moose

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