Driving along one day, blasting out some “Bad Medicine” on my way to look for a sofa, I caught a flash in the corner of my eye.

I stopped and went into a shop selling fridges and furniture to find three baby kittens.

After quizzing the girl working there, she said the kittens were dumped in the night a few days ago. The shop was planning to ‘get rid of them’ as the kittens weren’t a good look to customers.

Instead of coming home with a sofa, I took three kittens instead.

Sadly, Bon, the eldest and protector did not make it, but his memory lives on in his two sisters Bon and Jovi who grew into beautiful, healthy cats.

I couldn’t find them a home, so they ended up living with me.