Don't buy one -- get one from a cat rescue centre. The nearest ones to Brixton are Battersea, or the Celia Hammond Trust, which is in Lewisham.
They'll probably want you to take two kittens though, or a mother and her kitten. We've got the latter and they're great.

Ms T said:Don't buy one -- get one from a cat rescue centre. The nearest ones to Brixton are Battersea, or the Celia Hammond Trust, which is in Lewisham.
They'll probably want you to take two kittens though, or a mother and her kitten. We've got the latter and they're great.
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If anybody shoots at that cat they'll have me to deal with. He is the finest cat in all of south London.past caring said:Four years on he still hasn't been shot - neither has any other cat in the neighbourhood.
Tsk.IntoStella said:He is the finest cat in all of south London.
lang rabbie said:Do any cats ever get rehomed by the "Streatham Cat Rescue" group![]()
I can't find contact details for them on the web, but they seem to have been selling jumble to raise funds for them outside Streatham Odeon every Saturday for the last decade.
He IS! He's like the Platonic form of a cat.Justin said:Tsk.
IntoStella said:If anybody shoots at that cat they'll have me to deal with. He is the finest cat in all of south London.

past caring said:Celia Hammond are far too snotty, in my opinion.
They refused me a cat on the basis that they'd had reports of cats in my road being shot by someone with an air-rifle. I told them that I'd never seen any of the neighbouring cats (of which there are plenty) in anything other than the rudest of health. I also asked if they'd ever actually treated a cat from my locality that had received such an injury - and if so when this last happened. They couldn't (or wouldn't) answer and still refused me a cat.
I ended up having to kidnap a cat. Four years on he still hasn't been shot - neither has any other cat in the neighbourhood.
I'd go to Battersea.
Ms T said:They couldn't have been nicer to us -- maybe you had an over-zealous volunteer visiting you or something? We had a home-check and then we visited our prospective cats at their foster home and then picked them up a few days later. It was very easy. They rang a few months later to check on their progress, which I thought both sweet and efficient.
I have heard reports from various people that Battersea won't let you have a cat if you work full-time, which seems ridiculous.
Fortunately my cats aren't internet savvy or they'd never speak to me again.Ms T said:Harvey is very upset by this.![]()
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Disco Squirrel said:and you must own your flat/house I think.

IntoStella said:Fortunately my cats aren't internet savvy or they'd never speak to me again.![]()

past caring said:Celia Hammond are far too snotty, in my opinion.
Totally agree. Celia Hammond, the cat woman herself came round to do my home visit. She refused to let me have any of her cats because I don't have a cat flap. I tried to point out that it really wasn't an issue and my current cat who I'd had for 3 and a half years had no problem whatsoever with scratching at the door to be let out/in.
Most other cat rescue centres don't have a problem with people who don't have cat flaps.
I've just started working at the Mahew Animal Centre, which is in north London. But they re-home to people all over London, if you were interested.
Bless you.Hellsbells said:I've just started working at the Mahew
Hellsbells said:I've just started working at the Mahew Animal Centre, which is in north London. But they re-home to people all over London, if you were interested.
past caring said:Well, I did actually get a cat in the end - Buster. As it goes, I didn't actually kidnap him but found him as a stray kitten on New Year's Eve four years ago. Chased me mewling down the street, clearly hadn't been fed in days, jumped into my arms and happily snuggled inside my jacket the whole mile walk home. Then promptly jumped on the bed and pissed on it!![]()
I think he might like a friend - the other cats in the immediate neighbourhood have moved away with their owners. But my girlfriend reckons he's so happy (it's true he is happy) that it's not worth the risk........
Bed pissing aside (been there, done that*) you're a very lucky chap to have had him adopt you.past caring said:Well, I did actually get a cat in the end - Buster. As it goes, I didn't actually kidnap him but found him as a stray kitten on New Year's Eve four years ago. Chased me mewling down the street, clearly hadn't been fed in days, jumped into my arms and happily snuggled inside my jacket the whole mile walk home. Then promptly jumped on the bed and pissed on it!.
PJ had just been weaned on to boiled fish and the quilt smelled of fishy wee for ages after. For years you only had to say ''fishy wee" to her and she would look sheepish.)