October

 

Where does time go…well scientifically I understand the process but one day it’s the 1st September and the next we’re in October. Days have obviously passed; work has continued; I know I had one week of Mania (that was fun, except it wasn’t really) and the cats food has disappeared again.

Talking of the cats, Buster’s been asserting his territory again and he has the missing fur to prove it. It’s amazing, the neighbourhood cats rarely get their claws into him because his fur’s so thick, instead we just find bare patches which show the passage of time as they slowly grow fluff.

So maybe I can track the days in October by monitoring Buster’s skin. A novel approach? Definitely, but using a calendar ain’t working.

Day Five

My husband considers me lovably eccentric, well I have to add the lovable in don’t I? When he suggested the shop name he was mildly horrified that I actually liked it – and why wouldn’t I – the name has the words cats and shiny in it. Metaphorically I’m a magpie, I collect lots of things (the shinier the better) and I love cats. The issue is, the name only means something to me.

But then so much about launching a small business (that really is Lilliputian in size) is uncertain and quite frankly, unnerving. Yet it has allowed me to be creative in a way I have not experienced for years; repurposing, making, searching and researching. What is new is the audience. I am a new born babe finding her feet for the first time and like most I’m not good at the “hey look at me, I am great”. However, it is only Day Five…and as you can see, my assistants (Buster on the left and Spots on the right) really don’t care.