The technician finally came out today and we have a phone and internet again thank goodness.
My parents left today after a lovely few days (the windows and garden look much better - thanks Mum!!)
I am off for a hen do in London tomorrow, but will be back to more regular blogs next week. In the meantime here is something I wrote a week ago. Still can't quite believe it.
The longest Day.
Neil greeted me from work, calling me into the garden with an expression on his face I could not read.
“Oh no,” I thought, and wondered if the horses had eaten the cable that goes from the satellite dish or something.
He pulled me to him and held me and said “It’s Tam, I’m so sorry, but he has been killed on the road”..
I always thought I was more a dog person, but there was something about that little cat and his rescue that had attached him so firmly to my heart that I had dreaded anything happening to him.
Despite all his health issues he had taken all his injections, drops and medication without ever complaining, he had not once used his claws or done anything other than purred within seconds of being touched.
He had forged an amazing bond with our dog Tess, and become a strong adventurous cat I was so proud of.
Too adventurous it seems.
I am devastated. Neil, Tess and I will miss that little fella and he has left a huge hole in our household.
So Midsummers day truly was the longest day.