An empty shoe box never remains empty for long as a cat will always fill its space. I bought some new walking shoes for my Sunday walks and put the empty box aside. Before long Gizmo was cozily tucked up in its confines. An old 'war injury' is playing him up at the moment (January 2015) and he limps around with all the the vigour of an old man in poor health. He's not even 10 years old yet but I can feel the sharpening of his bones beneath his loosened fur. He still eats well and goes out during the day and even slept on my lap a few weeks ago! This wild old rocker is certainly getting near the pipe and slippers phase of his life.