Thank you for thinking of us CLKD 😗
My son loves cats and has already looked on the webpage of the Rescue Centre we adopted Tabatha from and spotted another tabby cat. But my husband is not a cat lover and didnt really want me to have Tabatha (who was only supposed to be a foster cat) and he said he doesn't want us to have another one because our son will leave home soon and we like to go away now that we both work a bit less so it would involve making arrangements for the cat each time. He thinks our son should be the one to get a cat when he has a place of his own and then I could get to look after it when required!
I was telling one of my stepsons and his partner how sad I was about what happened so suddenly to Tabatha and he was telling me about when one of his dogs became very ill and several vets tried several medicines, none of which worked until he saw a vet who said it was bowel cancer and prescribed something that helped keep him comfortable. My stepson watched his dog fading away and one night he was sleeping downstairs with him to comfort him and he told him "Look mate, you're going to have to tell me what to do because I'll just keep you forever" and the dog stared at him long and hard, put his head in his lap then walked over to his bed and just flopped into it, all the while staring at my stepson. And he thought "Right, its time, I know what to do now"
Well, we all three of us started bawling round the kitchen table.
Thing is, there's only been one year when I haven't had a cat in my home and to me ( and my son) the house doesn't feel the same. I was forever talking to, fussing, or looking for my cats and I loved how they would run to greet you and "talk" back to you.
It's going to take a while to get used to 😓
Ariadne xx
