A Sad Day

I was with her when she was born very early one May morning, number four of five kittens and the only tortoiseshell and white in the litter. It was also the day I correctly guessed that we were to become grandparents for the first time, so a memorable day.

She came to live with us when she was eight weeks old and lived, I hope, a happy life, firstly choosing to sleep with her friend Darwin in the cattery, but wandering free and in the garden during the day. After Darwin died she became more of a house cat, but always preferred the garden.

Today she spent her last twelve hours with us, she had no choice; I did not want her alone. On this dull, wet and cold December day, she died at 2033 hours this evening. She did not live as long as some of our cats, just fifteen years, seven months and seven days.


Splodge

Born - 4 May 1996
Died - 11 December 2011.