My kind sister rang yesterday evening to ask how we were feeling. She suggested that we foster cats for Cats Protection. Apparently they seek experienced cat-owners to take in a cat temporarily while a permanent home is found.
I don't think that would suit us, as we'd get too fond of the 'lodger' and be upset all over again when it left.

Sam the Skull has just demolished a plate of Purina best cat-food on our front doorstep. But then he had a massive poo and wee in our prize border where Ruth-across-the-road has planted some wallflowers for us.
Blooming thing!