Mary, queen of cats

I am absolutely besotted with Mary. It is winter time and her fur is bountiful, thick and soft. And when we are not participating in our cold war, she is loving and just magnificent to cuddle. The cold war happens when for no reason whatsoever I have fallen out of favour and my partner is just the bees knees while I am nothing more than gum under a shoe.

We were going through a good patch, with plenty of love and purrs and cuddles, but I don’t know how popular I will be after her being locked up inside last night. It doesn’t matter that the decision to lock her up was made by my partner *and* I. Someone has to be blamed and it will most likely be me.
We had a very good reason to lock her up inside. Mary lost two collars (with tags) in three days. I don’t know how, or where, but I do know that she ain’t going nowhere without visible identification.

I went and bought two new collars with two new tags so we will have to wait and see whether these last.  Watch this space!

As you might not have recognised due to the incredible subtlety in the title, the hiatus is finally over.  Mary is back, hopefully to stay.  We aim to update this blog at least once a week with insights into sharing one’s life with a clawed, furry friend.  More information, more pictures, more drama, more warm, fuzzy feelings and – most importantly – more awareness.