Collared.....or not!

The recent advance into grown up cat-hood for 'madam small puss' seems not to be running at all smoothly! There is a distinct lack of enjoyment it seems, in the wearing of the previously blogged new collar, any collar in fact. The fact that it is the height of tacky pink kitsch seems not to be the trouble, rather the idea of being encumbered with anything at all....be it black, white, pink or sky blue!

Ditto of course has been no trouble, she is well used to the wearing of a collar and tag and is happily parading her new pink glittery adornment, Tilly of course, on the other hand, has decided that this will be her new focus of mischief and misdemeanour.

All was well for approxiamtely the first three minutes, there was an amazing lack of struggle when said item was first fastened around her little neck and off she trotted happily.....until the bell began to 'do it's thing'. At this point there was much faffing and fiddling with little paws in an attempt to escape the new 'pink-ness', I was determined to persevere but less than an hour later she was becoming ballistic and so the collar was removed and a pair of sturdy pliers engaged to remove the offending bell.


Things improved....for an hour or two, when for no apparent reason she took umbridge again at her bejewelled neck wear and began maniacally scratching at it. Off it came again.

Let's try it in small doses, was the next plan and try it we did against much struggling, hissing and paw flailing in her efforts to escape the now hated and much maligned item. Again we persevered, afterall, gemmak, Poppy and Ditto all learnt within a few hours that collars were no problem at all.....but no, Tilly of course has decided differently.

This carry on was escalated somewhat last night. She had been allowed not to wear the annoying item all day whilst we were out, for fear that it would annoy her too much and we wouldn't be there to remove it, or that she might get caught somehow and again not be able to be rescued from her plight but once we were home she was back in training.......for half an hour, until she created a small disaster!

Not content with perpetual scratching and pulling in her endeavors to remove the collar she tried resorting to biting tactics, she ruined the loose end within minutes but no matter, new collars can be purchased. Finally however, she wriggled and fiddled so consistently that she managed to trap her lower jaw under the damn thing and impale her tooth into it. She shot off in panic of course, with PG and I in hot pursuit trying to catch her. The scene must have been reminiscent of a carry on film for a moment or two while we tried to corner her as she rushed wildly from one room to another. Poor little mite was terrified but after a few moments we managed to get all doors shut so she had nowhere to go, capture her and among scratching and struggling remove the offending thing and disengage it from her tooth!

So that seems to be that temporarily. I had I thought got the collar just right so that whilst it didn't nigh on strangle her, she couldn't catch her jaw in it....but somehow she managed too none the less! Why am I not surprised?!

So pink is definitely out for Tilly for a few days....though 'training' will begin again soon, she has to learn to tolerate a collar of some sort before she can go out or chipping will be the only option and here apparently that isn't a great success.

Perhaps she just objects to 'pink'!