Its been a fortnight since our family lost our Heart cat. For those who don't know what a heart animal is, its a one of a kind friend, who may own four legs and a furry coat but they also own your heart. Our Heart Cat was a little Tabby devon rex boy who went by the auspicious name of Arthur Bean The One Eyed Pirate Cat. He was a huge cat in personality and love. He was also only 5 months old.
Arthur was struck down by a fast acting illness whose cause has us bemused. Suffice to say, he died in my arms on the 23rd of August. We buried him that night, in a warm spot in the garden. Daughter C still grieves for her boy. We all do.
Time is the great healer, we know that, but some wounds take a little longer to begin to heal. This afternoon I will spend a gorgeous spring day tidying up around his grave, clearing away weeds and speaking softly to our boy... We miss you Bean. The house seems too quiet, Titch is lost without you and our bed is just a little bit colder.
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