I'm so sorry to follow such a joyous post about lovely giveaways with some sad news. My mum rang yesterday afternoon to say that my beloved pet, Tiptoe, has passed away.
I love this photo!
We first brought Tiptoe into our home in 1996, so I was only four. Every since I can remember, he's been a presence in my life. I wrote about him for a school project that first spurned my wish to be a writer. He's been through all the house moves and all the changes and I can't quite believe that he won't be there when I next visit my parents.
I'm glad he got to spend his last few months in Glastonbury. My parents have a huge garden down there so he had plenty of places to roam. I take comfort in the fact that he was a very old cat and that he passed naturally, not through a devastating accident. He was sick beyond repair and putting him down was the kindest thing to do. He's not in any pain any more.
I will miss my black and white companion terribly. He was the best pet a girl could ask for.