Do you know what I find funny? When the truth is plain to see yet no-one sees it. When the lie is so far from the truth, the truth seems impossible. Every one of the Jellicles can see aspects of my old life that show through to the new one yet no-one seems to notice it. I'll always be the motherly, loving queen, years older than Bombalurina and Demeter. Would you be surprised if I told you I was the same age as them? I can guarantee you would be. I'm always connected with Jellylorum and the other older toms, mother of most of the kittens, mated with Skimbleshanks.

But what if I told you Skimble was old enough to be my dad? Would you still think of me as the same queen? People say age is just a number, but it can change someone's opinion of you in a second. I'm old before my years some cats say. Mostly queens, none of them know my background. I rejected them yes, but for good reason. I did not think myself above them or hate them out of jealousy. I saw in them what I had once been. What I had wasted. The chance to flirt, harmless fun. I had all my chances of that stolen away from me.

None of the queens understand my reasons for my hobbies. They think I enjoy it. What if I told them I hated every second? That I wanted to join them and flirt with all the other toms, act my age. Every moment I spend sitting I think. I think about what happened in my life, how much I regret it, how I can try to earn the forgiveness of the everlasting cat. That is why I work. I figure that if I teach those below me and treat them well, I will feel I will have paid back my debt to society.

So who am I? I'm Jennyanydots. My real name? I'll never say. Too much heart break and too many destroyed relationships are associated with that name. Only one cat in the whole junkyard knows that name apart from me and he would never admit the reason he know it. Tugger wasn't always as popular with the queens. He needed someone to… let's just say… help him along.

But back to the lie. I am a young, attractive queen who chooses not to act my age. I have been a Jellicle for only a short time and Tugger introduced me into the tribe. I teach mice and beetles because I enjoy it and I sit around all day because I'm lazy.

The truth? I am young, attractive and when I was younger, looked older than my age. I used this to my advantage. I was an aspiring teen kitten who loved the tom's attention. Loved it too much. I got careless, I didn't care who the toms were, who their mates were, as long as they gave me what I wanted.

But where does Tugger come into all this? Yes, he did introduce me to the Jellicles but even this was for the wrong reasons. He had come to me out of desperation. No queen was going near him. Hard to believe, I know. But I soon sorted him out, turned him into the tom he is now. As we got chatting he mentioned the Jellicles. We hadn't discussed payment so I made him promise to introduce me into the tribe as my reward.

I was growing sick of the life I had chosen. It was having its toll. I knew I was pregnant and that the father could only be one tom. I wasn't about to tell him though.

I wanted a proper life for my kitten and I. Not the one I had at the moment. I chose a new name and a new personality. The rest was simple. Tugger introduced me as a stray cat he had met who needed support as she was about to have kittens. I was accepted under my new name and soon a valued member of the tribe.

Very rarely I would let my guise slip. The Jellicle ball was a real test. I mated with Tugger, his way of saying thank you. I told him then who the father of that kitten was. It turned out he already knew.

'You think I wouldn't recognise my own son Genji?' He said to me, using his nickname for me from the time we had spent before joining the Jellicles.

'Pounce is the best son a tom could wish for. Just make sure you look after him won't you?'

Looking across at the tom curled up next to Bomba, I realised for the first time what love truly was.