Poor Polly Plops

Dear baby,

Todays photo is of Polly cat - my furry baby. She's not very well at the moment, suffering from a limp due to a sore paw, either arthritis or a result of a mis-timed jump off the bed. Despite this she seems happy enough once she's in a comfortable spot, be it the sofa, hanging onto my shoulder or on the end of the bed. We've put a box down for her to use as a step so she doesn't have to jump far, but tomorrow she will have to go see Shaun the vet. Poor Polly plops.

Polly's birthday is the day you're due to be born - May 10th. She'll be 14 this year, a young teenager in human years, but pretty old for a mog. Me and your dad just hope she'll be around for a lot more years, plenty enough so you can learn to pet her nicely and become friends. She's a wonderful companion, and has been my loyal friend since she came to live with me in 1998 as a tiny kitten. I only hope she doesn't get too upset when you come along...I guess we'll find that out soon enough!

Polly's favourite things are dribbling on your shoulder when having a neck nuzzly cuddle, milk, chicken, upside down cuddles, talking, showing her tummy to the sun, purring and looking out of the window. Here's hoping the vet can make her better tomorrow.