Saturday 11/12/2010

Finally got my colour printer working with new inks. I got a little upset again as I printed and trimmed the picture of our little Molly. It is attached it to the card from Rossendale that accompanied her ashes. It now sits with her casket where we can look upon her.

Tuesday 7/12/2010

It has now been 4 weeks since we lost our little Molly. Time doesn't heal the pain but it eases it. We got the Christmas tree and the decorations from the loft at the weekend, ready to celebrate yule. This, our first without her since she came into our lives in 1995 will be difficult. Molly loved walking with her tail up (as she always did) just close enough to the tree to rattle a few baubles and occasionally knock a few off! We think she loved to do that to hear the rustle of the tinsel and the tinkling of the ornaments. Sarah hung some of the ornaments on the lower branches this year in honour of our girly. When I get the colour printer working again I will print a little picture of her and put it under the tree among the snowflakes and tinsel.

On her little casket is a leaf, something she always enjoyed chasing. Molly was never a "birder" it always seemed beneath her to chase them, I put this down to the tutelege of her older brothers (except Kit, a shocking birder in his youth!). Besides, being as bright and white as she was she might as well have had a big neon sign above her saying "Here I am birdies"

We still miss you our little Molly Twitchett. Enjoy chasing leaves in the forest until we join you and all your brothers at the Rainbow Bridge.

Friday 19/11/2010

We've just got in and It's a bittersweet blog I write. We've brought our little girly's ashes home in lovely casket with a shiny nameplate emblazoned with her name Molly Twitchett. Our little Molls is resting in our sight until we decide on a final place for her in our lounge.

We still miss you Molls and always will. Sleep peacefully until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge

Forever in our hearts

Wednesday 17/11/2010

Just got in from work to a letter from the wonderful people at Rossendale Pet Cremetorium to let us know Molly will be home with us on Friday! We have a place for her little casket of ashes in our lounge.

Tuesday 16/11/2010

It has now been exactly one week since we lost our little girl Molly Tabitha Twitchett. As the week has gone on the pain and grief that so wracked us in the wake of her loss has subsided some, but there is still a heavy weight in our hearts for our little bright white girlie. For the first time yesterday, myself, Sarah and Sarah's mum were in the kitchen together. It felt odd as there was someone missing., our little Molls. It still felt empty without her big personality filling the room.

Kit is slowly adjusting to life without his little sister. He feels it keenly at night when we are all settling down to sleep. He is now having to divide his time in his busy schedule of eating, sleeping and going into the garden to spend time with us and Beryl. At the moment he is gracing us with his presence on the sofa.

We still miss you Molly and will only finally feel at peace when your ashes come home to us.

Sunday morning 14/11/2010

Sarah's mum came to see us as we lay in bed this morning. I still half expected Molly to follow her in, as was her habit whenever Beryl stuck her head round the door. Molly would come in and you'd see the top of her tail and after a quick poke around the bedroom she'd leap on the bed for a fuss. She'd scoot as soon as Kit appeared and jumped on the bed for a stroke too.

Saturday Afternoon 13/11/2010

Today would have been a day Molly loved as the sun shone in a beautiful blue sky and with a slight breeze it would blow leaves up our drive. She loved to chase the leaves and play with them.

We got home from Sainsbury's early this afternoon, we got a little upset just buying a small pack of chicken breast for Kit.Sarah cried because she said when she cooks it she'd only be filling one bowl now. I couldn't sit down so got the Dyson out and vaccuumed and Sarah put some washing on. As Sarah was putting the next load in and I was hanging  the previous load on the rack she came upstairs and said she swore she heard Molly's distinctive patter up the kitchen. Kit was out on his usual patrol round his patch. We both got upset again and I said perhaps she's just come by to let us know she's OK as she could see how upset we are.

With our chores finished we've been catching up on stuff recorded on the Sky+. Molly's bed, all clean and fresh and dry we've put under the rocking chair in the corner. Kit was curled up sitting next to Sarah, all of a sudden he looked towards the bed, got off the sofa and climbed in it. He circled a couple of times before settling in there! Perhaps Molly said to Kit before she was too ill that he could have her bed when she was gone. Maybe it just smelled fresh and he fancied a quick lounge in it. I'd like to think the former.