Goodbye Tara Cat

It was a very sad day today. Tara cat has gone to Kitty Heaven. We don't know eggsackly how old she was, but it must be about 18 which is quite old for a little kitty. She has got very thin lately, but she was still eating and enjoying life in her own kitty way. She would sleep a lot, but still liked visiting all her friends, everyone in the road knew her and she loved sitting with the children. If anyone new moved into the road she had to go and make them feel welcome, which led to her being given to the R.S.P.C.A. a couple of years ago an experience she never got over properly. She would sit in the middle of the road and make the traffic stop before she moved, silly kitty, and when visiting the farm round the corner would walk right in the middle of the main road! She must have used all her 9 lives and just about every other kitty's in the district! But last night when she came in she was hopping on three legs, and when She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed picked her up the fourth one just dangled all floppy, she didn't seem to be in any pain so we left her to sleep and gave her lots of milk (which she loved even though it's not really very good for kitties) and a big meal of her fave food. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed took her to the Vetlady this morning. She had broken her femur in her back leg and wasn't strong enough to go through surgery so the vetlady gave her an injection and she went to sleep. We put her in the garden under an old english rose which smells a lot.

Here are the last pictures of her taken last night.

 Would you like my new ball Tara?

R.I.P. Tara cat. We miss you.