I also had a Maine Coon I had to shave. Dolly didn't appreciate it, even though she was an only and there was no dog to make sly remarks. For days after she was shaved she hid behind the fireswall of old fashioned coal-fire, fireplace. Luckily it had gone cold a very long time ago. Don't ask me how she got in there. Cats are magic. She'd suddenly appear and then just as suddenly disappear. It was only by chance that we discovered that's where she went. I laughed and laughed when I read this and insisted on reading the story outloud to my long-suffering husband. I could hardly get it out for giggles. He laughed too! I'm subscribed. You are after my own heart.