Beautiful cats, gorgeous Islington flat

Us (Solly down left, Tasha top right)

We need a new secondary human! Or should that read that our chosen, primary human needs a new flatmate? Whatevs. We are cats. Deal with it.

Our home is in the Crouch End area and is a 10/15 min walk or short bus ride to Finsbury Park and Archway tube stations and a few minutes walk to Crouch Hill Overground. It's a 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom (sorry/not sorry ensuite seekers) flat with a lovely big living room, well equipped kitchen and mostly peaceful* garden. *apart from the occasional territory squabble or our futile attempts to catch those pesky squirrels

As we'll ultimately choose who comes to reside here, you should definitely like the idea of sharing your home with cats. Ideally you'll be kind and patient as we can be a bit shy and you'll want to make the necessary effort to bond with us. And of course you'll believe any vigorous claims that we absolutely, definitely have not been fed...

Our human, Chad (who is neither American nor a man) enjoys going to the theatre, watching good telly (not reality rubbish), drinking wine (or gin or beer or cocktails), watching rugby, playing poker and cooking and eating food. Ideally combining as many of these as she can. So if they appeal to you as well, maybe you're a good match.

We would prefer our secondary human to be an adult who can clear up after themselves. Chad is our staff, no one else's! Whilst we love to make a den and Tasha can tuck herself into her blankets quite beautifully, none of us want to live with a human who shuts themself in their room the whole time, so if that's your bag then this is not the place for you.

Our ideal new person will possess this thing called common sense, hygiene standards that are almost as good as ours and a sense of humour. Are we asking too much?

The room is available from the 20th July but we are definitely looking for the right person, so don't feel a rush to have it filled. The rent includes all bills, including utilities, council tax and broadband. Not that we understand what they are or indeed what money is. Prawns, ham and Dreamies are our gold.