the loving of, and by, a cat

is different; this little soul depends on me, and that helps keep me going. If not for him it would be very easy to let go.

I know I have little to complain about in comparison to others, and in fact I am not complaining: just saying how it is.

How it is, is..........it gets no easier.

the 'only' cat

Socks/Socrates/Stardust/Mrs Wonderful/Nibbler..........she's the one now ruling the house with the iron paw. She sits waiting for her breakfast with an imperious air; she seems to be happy to have her Mammy and Daddy waiting on her every need.......

long may she reign......

just trying to look to the future; she may well become an 'Auntie' but for now she is a wee spoiled old lady puss, and loving it.......