Lucy’s new collar.

We’ve never had a collar for the kitty before, as every cat owner knows, no one owns a cat – only this applies to us in a more literal sense. She doesn’t belong to us at all! Well, only in the family sense : )

But there was this collar on the reduced shelf when I was doing the shopping, and it was so cute I had to take it home. When I put it on her she didn’t look that impressed, but she didn’t seem to mind – there was no crying and hiding under a chair for two hours (a la the last cat) or trailing it off (a la the cat before that one) she just looked a bit grumpy.

Then Al saw the collar, and didn’t like it on principal – he likes the kitty as nature intended. But even Al had to admit that the collar suited her and it could stay for the time being. Then Lucy had to go out (having been in since 4pm the day before – this was after I got home from work – about 5.20pm!!) because we were off to a friends for a visit.

When we got home the new collar was on the doorstep ONDONE. So she has managed to undo the clasp, not even just take it off like a normal cat!

She’s off out for the night, realises she’s wearing what she thinks is a very unattractive collar, undoes the clasp, dumps it on the step saying “That’s yours.” and wanders off.

Typical.

We haven’t put it back on her…