Take a good look at it now, before it disappears into the black hole of missing Grace collars.
There is something about her, intentional or not, that makes Grace lose every single cat collar we buy for her. I imagine her in the thick jungle of weeds in the neighbor's yard, struggling to free herself of this human-imposed hell around her neck. It's either that, or she's just squeezing her fat butt through the fence instead of going over which makes them disappear on such frequency.
I've completely given up on buying those cute heart-shaped name tags to adorn the expensive snap-away collars.
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