Nisha The Rescue Cat

Spoiler - you might cry.

I woke up around 1:30 this morning to find that G was still not in bed.  Went downstairs and found G in the living room, waiting on Nisha.

I got dressed and decided to go out and call for Nisha - I've done it for Munni before.  I walked around the street where we live, calling for Nisha.

And I found her.

Curled up and cold.  

And my heart broke again.

She came to live with us last year. On the fourth of September.  325 days ago.

I wasn't ready to say goodbye.  Neither was G.

The Bundle Of Bounce is gone.

And I'm sitting here in tears.

That small cat had a huge place in our hearts.

[P.S. by G:  We just buried her in the garden, next to Moot.  She was only 14 months old and always full of life and joy.  Much loved, and already very much missed.]