10th February 2025

Mollie

 A sad note:  Mollie my little cat has just departed this world.  She was about 22 years old and became ill about two days ago.  Obviously she went down rapidly.  Last night she managed to walk and get under the bed, a sure sign that the end was nigh.  So this morning as we debated what was best, for instance, taking her to the vet to be put down, or letting her die in the quiet of her home.

We decided on getting a box to put her in and take her to the vet.  But as my daughter moved the bed aside and picked her up, there was hardly any movement from Mollie.  Karen, my daughter took her on her lap and stroked her for a time and then Mollie seemed to slip away and was gone.

She is now in the basement, and the plan is to take to the vets tomorrow for cremation.  Thank goodness for a marvellous daughter because I was very upset at this stage.

I have had a relationship with this little skinny cat for about 2/3 years, the RSPCA called her a 'golden oldie' and her independent but demanding nature has coloured our existence together, mostly because she slept all day and was awake at night demanding food.  So I have never had a good night's sleep for a long time but I adjusted and flicked through my tablet till sleep claimed me and I am sure my dreams were corrupted by what my unconscious mind heard from the radio.

So little one I will miss you terribly and life will be a lot quieter without you.  And no, I shall never own another animal.