The story of the cat and the mouse at two in the morning..

Clearly, Harley cat is feeling better....because I have just woken up to a nightmare scenario (at least for one of the parties, a mouse) where Harley cat was encouraging his new friend to do acrobatics for his Mummy on her bed.  I woke up thinking...ugh...is Harley feeling better then?  Only to have this confirmed by his having caught me a live present and bringing it to me to play with.   Sadly, by the time I had gained control of the situation, I had a dead mouse and a still very very excited cat.   Dealt with the mouse, spoke to the cat, reminded him I am a vegetarian, changed the bed, hoovered the carpet - lots of groaning from the other occupants of the house, explained the severity of the situation.  Nodded.  Quite normal.  Back to bed.

Welcome Harley

This is Harley, he is my newest baby, who has joined the family - after the awful loss of Blue a couple of weeks ago we had the most terrible cat sized hole in the family and we just decided to adopt someone new - Harley (who was first going to be called Inky-Dinky, then Baby George, then DuCatti then Harvey...) and we ended up with Harley...isn't he just a cutie pie?   Harry-cat thinks he's great but Mia is less impressed, but it takes a lot to impress Mia and it could take several years with her...its lovely to have a complete family once again, and although he'll never replace Blue, he brings happiness back to the house and we are delighted to have him here with us, as with all our feline babies, he will be very very loved....

Goodbye Pussycat

We had an awful day today, our sweet pussycat Blue died whilst we were taking him to the vets - he died from his asthma which we had managed to control for the past few years but this morning he just couldn't breathe any more and he died whilst Mark was holding him.  He was only six. We are just heartbroken; because we don't have children, our cats are our closest family and this has broken our hearts.  We wish we had done so many things so differently, but it doesn't change the fact that lovely Blue has died.  We buried him in the garden.
I guess there is not much else I can say about this, I can only hope we can eventually look back with happiness on his short life.   There will never be another Blue.  Goodnight Pussycat, Sweet Dreams in Pussycat Heaven x