By Jennifer Pulling Read the first part of this story here: It All Began With a Cat Named Lizzie A few months later, I was once again in Taormina. One evening, in search of Sicilian music, I dropped in at the Grotte d’Ulysses. I shared a table with an American couple who were visiting the ‘old […]
Read the first part of this story here: It All Began With a Cat Named Lizzie Lizzie’s leg was now well in place and I agreed it was time for her to return to her colony. Giulio came to the apartment and with some difficulty, we managed to secure her in a carrier. As the
The rescue of a feral cat called Lizzie set me on a mission, which continues to this day. It has been one of many obstacles but also a success. My eyes have been opened to the shadowy side of Sicily, a place I believed I knew so well. I’m a writer and journalist and, in
