Firstly there is the delicate duck-egg blue upstairs sitting room area, with its elevated cat stairs and walkways that give each feline the best view of the hoomin entertainment that come through the doors... There's something vaguely like Horace Walpole's Strawberry Hill about that room too... Then there is the giant exercise wheel, the many cat trees and toys that willing hoomins shall indulge them with. Downstairs, the comfy sofas and bookshelves invite you in to long hours spent in the pages of a book, taken from the custom-catified bookshelf of intricate wonder where the gilden picture frames are Wonderland rabbit-holes that the fluffy gods may disappear through when they've had enough of your adoration... You turn the pages, lost in delicious chai latte as happy kittens frolic at your feet and expose their fluffy bellies, soft as the down on angel's wings... Could this be heaven? But I digress!
My reason for attendance was not just for kitty indulgence, cake or tea, no, but to learn pet first aid and the best thing to do between discovering a pet-related emergency and a trip to the vet. A must for any pet-owner, certainly. This cuddly ginger cat was bandaged on both front legs and tail, but was safe and on the road to a swift recovery. Seriously though, well worth a look, and you can book here: http://ladydinahsonline.com/products/pet-first-aid-course
