I have discovered...

There are to wooden wine boxes at the foot of our bed.  I have never wondered about their contents, or whether in fact they have contents.  I use them as an easy route up onto the bed.

Last week F opened one, dug out a big book and opened it at a picture of F as a small human clutching that toy bear of hers.  

I'm  a curious cat.  I like to know what is going on, so I supervise most things.

On the same page as the toy bear photo, I spied this

My discovery explains two things:

1. her love of overalls, and 

2. that thing she has about cats with stripes and their underwear on display.

F note: that's Puss. Puss was F's minder in her early years.  He went and told F's Mum if F was outside howling about something.  It started when she got parked outside under a tree in her pram - Puss would sit underneath and go indoors to report on the noise when she woke up.  Puss was one tough cat on the whole and might have given Horse a run for his money.  He took no crap from the farm dogs.  They were all dead scared of him.  He life was full of incredible adventures, but this is Tigger's blog.