Image: Author- Peter’s first night with me 10 years ago.

Me and Peter Miss Her.

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A few years back I found Peter hiding in a blackberry patch. Having no identification and clearly not a wild cat, I figured he must have strayed from the farm over the hill.

I have never been original with names for my cats. Most have names, like Timmy, Peter, Sammy (who is really Samantha) and Stripy, after the pattern in his fur, who never wanted a name anyway, and ignores any reference to it…

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I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved

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Harry Hogg

Harry Hogg

I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved

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