01/11/2026
🎂 It's My Birthday Month... Help! 🎂
Before Care4Cats launches into Christmas mode and the cats once again become the centre of the universe (as they insist they should be 😹), I have something to confess...
After 11 years of asking for things for cats, I'm about to do something that feels completely unnatural...
Ask for something for me. 😳
The cringe is so strong my toes have just folded themselves into an origami swan. 🙈🤣
Honestly, I nearly didn't post this.
Those of you who've been around for a while will know birthdays have never really been my thing. But turning 50 last year was different. For the first time ever, I actually enjoyed it. I didn't hide from it, dread it or pretend it wasn't happening. I actually celebrated it.
And somewhere along the way, I started to realise something that's taken me nearly 51 years to learn...
I'm worth celebrating too.
Bloody hell... that was even harder to type than this post. 🥹😂
The thing is, when I say "Care4Cats family", I don't mean that as a nice little phrase.
For many years now, you genuinely have been my family.
Some of you have been here since the very beginning. Some adopted cats from us. Some volunteer. Some donate. Some quietly cheer us on from the sidelines. Some have laughed with me, cried with me, supported me through some of the hardest moments of my life and celebrated some of the best.
You've watched me rescue cats, lose sleep, lose my mind occasionally, find myself again and somehow keep going.
You've cheered when things went well, picked me up when they didn't, and stood beside me through some pretty rough storms.
So this feels less like asking supporters and more like asking family.
Which somehow makes it both easier and infinitely more embarrassing. 😂
Shortly after my birthday, I'll be heading into hospital and I'd absolutely love a lovely pair of pyjamas to take with me.
I should probably admit at this point that I have surprisingly expensive taste for someone who spends most of her life covered in cat hair... and absolutely no money to back it up. 🤣
How this happened remains one of life's greatest mysteries.
So whilst I don't need anything extravagant, I do appreciate a lovely pair of pyjamas.
Just no character pyjamas please. I realise this may be controversial, but if I'm wandering hospital corridors at 51, I'd rather not do it with Peppa Pig across my chest. 🙈😂
The other thing I'd really love help towards is something that's become incredibly important to me over the last couple of years...
Walking.
Being outside.
Getting away from phones, emails, fundraising, cat emergencies, paperwork and all the other things that come with rescue life.
🌳Nature has become my reset button.
😊My happy place.
💪🏻My therapy.
After much research, much overthinking, several spreadsheets (obviously 😂) and consulting approximately 17 different websites, I've finally settled on the gear I'd love to invest in.
🥾 Inov8 Roclite Pro Mid GORE-TEX Wide Fit hiking boots
🌧️ Rab Downpour waterproof overtrousers
Together they come to the oddly specific total of £236.49.
Yes, £236.49.
Not £235.
Not £240.
£236.49.
Which is what happens when you spend weeks comparing waterproof ratings, grip patterns, wide-fit options, durability, comfort and every available discount code on the internet. 🤣
I know that isn't a small amount, but these aren't impulse purchases. They're investment pieces that I've spent a long time researching and considering.
They will help me keep getting stronger, keep being brave, keep exploring and keep doing something that has become incredibly important for my wellbeing.
They'll help me cover more miles, more hills, more forests, more beaches, more puddles and more bogs...
Although, if we're being completely honest, no amount of expensive hiking gear can prevent me from occasionally ending up ankle-deep in one of the latter. 🙈🤣
I suspect that's more of a user error issue.
In fact, given some of my recent adventures, perhaps I should be adding a GoPro camera to the birthday list too...
But let's leave that until next year. I'm asking for enough already and I'm not greedy. 😂
Walking has given me confidence, peace, space to think and a chance to reconnect with myself away from rescue life.
These boots and trousers aren't just walking gear. They're part of a journey that's helping me become stronger, braver and happier than I've been in a very long time. 🩷
For years I've poured everything into everyone else.
I'm trying to learn that looking after myself matters too.
Please don't feel under any pressure whatsoever. Your friendship, support and kindness over the years have already given me more than you could ever know.
But if you'd like to buy me a birthday brew, contribute towards my walking adventures, help me arrive at hospital in pyjamas that make me feel human, send a birthday card, or simply wish me a happy birthday, I'd be incredibly grateful.
I officially turn 51 on 19th November.
There. I've said it. 😳😂
And if anyone would like to send a birthday card, I can assure you that a woman who runs a cat rescue gets disproportionately excited by post that isn't a bill or cat food. 💚
Also, let's be honest... if you think this wish list is bad, wait until you see the one I'm preparing for Santa. 🎅🙈🤣
The poor bloke is going to need a bigger sleigh.
Any gifts or donations must come directly to me personally and not through Care4Cats Rescue. If money comes through the charity, it legally belongs to the charity and must stay with the charity.
💜 PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/clare3robson
🩷Bank details: CM Robson 97838004 54-10-04
💚Cards can be sent to: 3 Hartington St Loftus TS13 4SB
Thank you for being my family when I've needed one, for believing in me, and for helping me reach a point where I can finally say...
I am worth celebrating. 🩷
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to hide behind a cat bed and recover from the sheer audacity of having posted this.
Love,
Clare 🩷💚
Still cringing. Still toe-curling. Still fairly convinced one of the cats would have handled this with considerably more dignity. 🙈🤣🐾