It isn’t that all the cats here don’t get along – they (mostly) do. But Loki is such a big glomping galoot and sometimes he plays rough (clamping his massive jaws around Morcilla’s tiny neck, for example). But these two are pretty much evenly matched and I love watching them chase each other around until they get tired out and then curl up together for a cosy snooze. Here they are clearly planning some mischief…

Taken in March 2010… Loki was just a few months old (can you see his green eyes, Deb?) and Azar had finally decided that this stripy orange munchkin was his new pal. You know, I look at Azar in this pic, and his little bendy paw, and I can almost feel him, which makes me ache inside, and wish I could hold him again. Then I look at Loki… and cannot believe he was ever that small! Lovely boys, both of them.

Half the time you don’t even know Luna is here. She’s not as demanding as the other two and, frankly, she’s pretty weird. But hey, she’s my weirdo.