Hi! I am starting as a Trainee Children and Young People’s Wellbeing practitioner in September after working in primary education for 4 years. I have loved cats my whole life, after having grown up with a black, white and ginger cat called Asha until the age of around 9. She was an absolute angel and put up with all my small child antics of loving her even when she (rightfully) was not interested. We then got two more cats after she passed away from old age at 18 years old, a grey and white kitten and a ginger and white adult cat. We called them Chana and Nara. Chana was very shy and skittish but so sweet to certain people she felt safe around and Nara was a cat who loved to be near you but not have too much direct attention. Unfortunately both of our cats have now passed away, Nara only died in November last year but I still expect to see her sat on our armchair when I walk downstairs. I have been to a couple of cat cafes in the UK and in Budapest on my travels and I regularly annoy my brother by going to see his cat, Audrey. My parents also now have a cat called Frankie who is the cutest animal ever and had Cerebellar Hypoplasia, meaning she is a veryyyy wobbly girl. We named her Frankie as Francium is a very unstable element of the periodic table and she is unstable too 🥹