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.

Saturday Morning 13/11/2010

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.

Friday Morning 12/12/2010

Woke at 4 this morning with a thumping empty pain in my chest. Kit meowing at 5.20. He is missing his little sister. He still looked around when I fed him waiting almost for Molly to come. Kit wandered up the kitchen stopped and looked at where Molly's bed would be and went into my Mother in Law's room and called. For the first time in his 19 years Kit is an only cat.

There is a story in the SF series Babylon 5 called The Day of the Dead wherean alien race called the Brakiri mark the passing of those loved ones. Just for the one night some of the people that had a strong connection to the main characters reappeard to them.

I wish it would really happed because we could gather all our beloved pets together in our arms spend a night fussing them and tell them all how much we love them and how much we miss them.

The kettle has boiled and Kit has settled down...