Hi everyone. Hope you are all well?
A few of you may have read that my gorgeous cat passed away on the 2nd November at the age of 19!
Have really struggled without him. Miss him every day and all the little things that make me think of him - walking by my side up the road to tesco’s, and back again, seeing his face every morning when I open the living room door.
Had another wobble this evening. Not only did I finally pluck up the courage to throw his old catbed away, but we ordered a curry (which was delicious!) But every time we ordered in the past I would have had to fight Ginger for my chicken, reminding him not to jump up on the table, and putting him back on the floor when he does jump up (a few times).
Tonight was a very sad, lonely, and quiet dinner. What i would do to fight for the last bit of chicken with him just one more time! Might sound a bit silly?
I miss him so much, shed a tear every day, and I know so many people will say he was “just a cat”…. He was more than that! He was family for virtually 20 years and he has left a massive hole in our hearts 