Woke at 4.30 this morning thinking of our little girly. I dozed back off again and was awoken again at 5.40 by the sound of Kit meowing. He hasn't done that in a long time, it was always Molly's "job" to meow letting us know it was time to get up and give them a fuss and some food. Sarah's mum came down to see him. He got on her lap for a while and at the moment he is sitting on her footstool curled up where Molly would get. Of a morning after a fuss and food it was always Molly that stretched out on Beryl's lap first, resting her head on the arm of her chair If the newspaper had come, they would swap places and Kit would often sit on Beryl's lap reading it with her while Molly curled on the stool.
The pain has eased a little as we have consoled ourselves with the fact that our little Molly, after being looked after by the wonderful Rossendale Pet Cemetary, will be home with us soon.
We have another hurdle to overcome today, the weekly shop. Molly and Kit have a healthy balanced diet with senior cat food, fresh chicken and white fish (Cod or Coley from sustainable sources). Sarah and I always have a little joke about getting Chicken for "Chickens" and Fish for "Fiends" (our silly ritual in joke). today it will only be a small pack of fresh breast for Kit. I do hope we can keep it toghether in Sainsbury's. I'm starting to get upset just thinking about it.
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