Cat Mummy

This is my cat, Hobo.

I never was a cat person. At least until this little stray started sleeping in our greenhouse last summer. Now, I am a cat mummy. Talking about her little foibles like a proud parent.

She was a timid little thing, with her top and bottom fangs missing on one side. Goodness knows what must have happened to her. It rather upsets me to think about it.

In the autumn of last year she moved in and adopted us.

Cute, isn't she?