Thursday, 11 November 2010

Coming home this evening 11/11/2010

I've just walked home with the wind and rain beating against my face; I didn't feel any of it I am so numb. I walked up the drive and burst into tears because I knew that our Molls wouldn't be in the kitchen waiting for me. Her presence filled that room and now it's so empty. If we were messing around cooking or about to make a cup of tea, she would appear, trotting toward us with her tail up and then fuss round our legs. She always walked with her tail up with the tip slightly bent over, her big green eyes happy to see us even though she was only in the room next door with Sarah's mum. When she was poorly and she couldn't get to wash herself as well as she did before, we would use cat wipes on her and up her tail would go as if to say thank you for keeping her fresh. She was so white and bright! Both Sarah and I are grateful for the love and support shown by our work friends yesterday and today. I hope you are reading this.
Here is a picture of Molly and Kit in their beds taken 14/08/2010. Although she was little she had the biggest bed as you can see. Kit never complained he had to squeeze up in the smaller bed. Where Molly's bed is is where Kit was waiting for me this morning when I came downstairs. 

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