Those who read this blog regularly will have seen photos of our black and white cat, Sophie. Sadly, she died of a heart attack last week – it turns out she had a congenital heart problem. We’re both adjusting to life without a cat at the moment, and here are a few words from David on the subject. I particularly miss her crashing through the cat flap when I’m working, and either dropping a vole (dead or alive) on the mat, or loudly demanding Dreamies, before taking over my chair.
Last week our beloved black and white cat Sophie died after a heart attack. She was just over four years old. She bravely struggled on for a few days and we had her back home from the vets for a couple of days, but she had to be returned as she was so weak. The vets tell us she had a congenital heart condition, as did it now appears certain, her sister Jess, who died two years ago.
She was the gentlest cat we had ever had and a real character. It’s hard to imagine I won’t see her chasing crickets and butterflies around the garden or staking out voles in the grass. The garden and the surrounding woods were a paradise for a cat and it’s comforting to know she had such a good, though short life.
She will be greatly missed, an integral part of our life…
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