Thanks Littlebobo. yes, we had some good times in our short relationships, me and the Min.
Got back from Wales yesterday, tidied up his grave in the garden and will get some grass seed to cover it so he always stays home, quietly unobtrusive but I knw he's there. Was oh so hard doing that, knowing my boy was so close to me but God, so far, far away! Yeow, it still cuts like a knife and I am finding all the salt there is in the air, the cut is still so deep.
One good thing, there was a Queen who always called for him - a lovely big black and white cat, and was his mate. They did most stuff together. I fed her today - some biscuits and milk - but she just came in and I let her have the run of the house. She went everywhere, mewling low, and I am sure she was looking for him, as if I'd been hiding him from her!
We sat then, as she eat, and she let me hand feed her some ham as well as allowing me to stroke her. Had a good old sob as she just allowed me that pleasure and then she was gone...........she knows the door will always be open to her.
I ache for my boy, I think when we lose something as close as our best mates we all do - and he was that. He was all of that and much, much more.
I have decided to hang fire a bit but to go to the animal sancytary and look to see if they have any house cats that are looking for a home. I'll wait until after my daughter comes back from her tall ships adventure and then go see what is out there. Should be right time then, when the new year is in and who knows, maybe I can find a cat that just wants a lazy life with an odd bloke?
Hey! It's tough and I see many on here who have lost feel the same. I know we'll get through it - but God, he was a bit of a lad wasn't he? :-)
Jonty