I thought it was probably about time I wrote to you to tell you how I’m getting on in my new home. I live with the three humans that took me away. They all seem to have two names; there is one who has the same name as you, Mum, which is a bit of... Continue Reading →
Today is a sad, sad day…
In January this year, I wrote about Marcus, our extremely characterful Maine Coon cat. He has given plenty of warning that his time was coming to an end, and at sixteen years old, we didn't feel that his life was being cut unreasonably short. But, when he started to lose weight, I took him for... Continue Reading →