As promised, Hilbert and Hopper are taking the week off. So meet Tatiana, recently adopted by my sister’s friend Pat. She goes by Tati and she’s about a year old. Her collar features a skull-and-crossbones motif, but its fierceness is undermined by the hearts at the end of the bones and the flowers in between each skull. Plus it’s pink. Bluebeard would be rolling in his grave. But I’m informed that this is a fashion statement, and who am I to argue?
In any case, Tati doesn’t seem especially fierce—though I gather that a couple of catnip mice have recently met their match. She is also considerably more energetic than Pat’s beloved old cat, who passed away recently. I can sympathize with that: we’ve got two of the tireless little furballs. They’ll be back next Friday.
