In my continting series of photos on the packets of cat-food:


Brekkies is a once mighty brand fallen to the odd appearances in Wilko, and this tabby has felt the sting of every rung of that ladder on the way down. He’s landed on his feet, but you can see the upward glance to the heights of Wiskas or Felix the longing look in his eyes.


The saddest cat I’ve yet seen, however, is this morose tom. I know advertising wilko’s own brand cat litter isn’t the carear he dreamt of, but he’s a litle podgy and you know that if the litter works for him it’ll be good quality. He looks a little eggbound here.