Today, our beloved cat Casper (affectionately known as Capsie) passed away whilst lying in the garden. He'd been 'going downhill' for a few months and was losing weight rapidly, but the vet said that his quality of life was still good and we should cherish him while we can. He was, therefore, a very pampered cat. The header image that will be briefly featured on this blog was taken just 9 days before he died - I guess I knew his time was nearly up.
We'd had him since September 1995 when we collected him and his sister from The Cats Protection League. We were told that, at that time, he was approximately 8 weeks old. If he was exactly 8 weeks old, he missed his 19th birthday by 6 days.
He was great company and he considered himself to be one of the family (as did we), always sitting between us in the evenings when we were together. He is already being very sadly missed, particularly as my wife is away on holiday with my daughter and granddaughter at this time, with me staying at home to look after him.
Please excuse me posting this on my blog. I know that it has nothing to do with the blog's title, but I consider my blog a bit like a personal diary and, therefore, I do not feel that it would be true to his memory if, on these pages, I ignored his passing.
God bless you Capsie, and thank you for the delight of your company for the past 19 years.
|CASPER - 1995 to 2014 (taken in November, 2013)|