An Announcement

The next few sentences are going to be really bloody hard, so if you don't know me, or my domestic situation, feel free to ignore them.  For the rest of you that are reading on,  it is with abject despondency that I announce the passing of Horatio Pyewackett Caractacus Fearns.  After a long illness and much surgery (which ultimately proved unsuccessful) his condition worsened to such an extent that it left us with no other option than to have him put to sleep. This happened at 10:25 on Wednesday 18th May.

He died - as he lived - with great style.  Despite the overdose of anasthetic that was neccessary to end his life (and the pain and difficulty that he ultimately found in walking) he tried to escape the vet's table (he hated vets) and attempted a somnambulant run for it.  I'm so proud.  He eventually died peacefully in my arms being stroked by both myself and by the person he loved more than anything or anyone else in the world, my wife Briony.  He died well.  He had been suffering for the previous few days, we had to put an end to that.  Sadly, his illness was incurable.

Obviously I'm going to miss my brilliant little boy.  He was warm-hearted, affectionate, bright, and very very hairy.  He was also beautiful.

I'm an agnostic.  But I know that if there were a heaven or some sort of afterlife then somewhere, my cat would be out there walking on foil.  Still, we've always got this:

So long Li'l' Boy, I'll miss you more than you'll ever know.


Anonymous said...

Goodbye little cat.

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