Thursday, 20 May 2010

Almost a week has gone by since my lovely friend Georgie died.  I've felt wretched to say the least.  He had been suffering kidney problems for some time but all of a sudden he deteriorated rapidly and in the past month we had two mad dashes to see our Vet.  In the end we decided it was kinder to let him go, a heart wrenching decision.   He was my best pal, arriving out of the blue one day when I was sitting in our garden because I felt  poorly.  We discovered to whom he belonged when a young woman came knocking on the door asking had we seen a ginger cat, she'd been going up and down the avenue's calling for him for days.  So she took him back home with her, but within days there he was again strolling up our our garden path and straight in at our cat-flap.  We telephoned her to say he was back with us again, each time he'd crossed several busy roads and travelled miles.  But this time when she came to our door she selflessly decided to leave him with us as she said he so obviously wanted to stay. Afterwards for a good few years there would be a knock at the door heralding her two small children politely asking if they could visit George.  Whenever we went out somewhere on our return there would be my Georgie, strolling down the driveway to welcome us home, rain snow or shine.  He was such a star as well, in that he would assist me up our steep drive by letting me hold on to his tail!
Sorry to go on a little.... it's just that I felt chosen by my lovely ginger friend and I really miss him.
Don't let anyone tell you that cats are stand-offish or can't show you affection....they obviously hadn't met up with my pal.

Sunday, 9 May 2010

Blossoms are scattered by the wind and the wind cares nothing, but the blossoms of the heart no wind can touch. 
- Yoshida Kenko-