Tiggy R.I.P

Our cat passed away some time in the middle of last night , and i am SO SAD and feel so empty at the moment. Her pain has gone but mine started this morning - the pain of loss of a family member. May she rest in peace. This has been so difficult to write and yet i need closure.

So Long ... farewell

Sod work today. I am all emotionally over the place at the moment anyway. I just been out after taking Tiggy to the vets and then arranging her funeral,and seen my brother at work too  as he has had many cats over the years - i had phoned him this morning before he left for work.

Lorna found Tiggy this morning as she had to wake up early for work ,and  found her dead already. I was very distraut.,It has affected me more than L., and i cradled her in my arms but rigor mortis had already set in.

We are going to have her cremated and her ashes scattered over the back garden of my brother's house  coming42  so that she is with her cousins (that is  Mike's previous cats that have passed away). It is what i wanted anyway.

So back home now burning candles and incense to help the migration of the soul of a cat that will be sorely missed.

We have had her for 16 years since she drifted into our lives way back in 1991 when we lived in Kemp Town end of Brighton,and been with us as a constant companion over six house moves throughout those sixteen years. She was ,i guess, about four years old when one cold winter night in 1991 i took out the rubbish and hadn't seen this cat walk in, locked up,and then only to discover a tail behind the sofa. We fed her (didn't have any cat food at the time) scraps of food left over or ham or something and she lked our company and stayed. She was a stray who has had a lovely and much loved life,and apart from the recent cold or cat flu (which cleared up with antibiotics)  a healthy life.
She was a real character too - she could give you a look of disdain oir a look of contentment with a swish of  a tail . She loved her comforts too,using blankets or any linen you have in a basket as a nice place to sleep in,and occassionally snugging you close in bed like a furry hot water bottle.

I better stop now as the tears are welling up. Does it make me a big softy - maybe - but only cat lovers will know the pain we go through.





Goodbye my darling cat.