Al came to us as a 9 month old cat when we had first started the business.  At that time, we had the heartbreaking job of doing the euthanasia at the local pound. He was scheduled for the chop, as he was an ugly, skinny cat but he was such a gorgeous nature we didn’t have the heart to do it.  We put him up for adoption, but it wasn’t long before we realised he was destined to stay.  He now rules the back rooms, and supervises the girls at the desk.  An avid Carlton supporter, like Mick, he gets very grumpy when his team loses.