What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

This is the most relaxed cat in the world. Nero came here to be a) in charge and b) spoiled. That was clear from day one.

Miss Jo-Jo may have been an elderly lady of 18 when they arrived, but she put a complete stop to the ‘in charge’ idea instantly. However, she was unphased by the arrival of the two monkey boys and took them under her wing immediately.

When we lost her…

Miss Amie, still a kitten herself at 12 stepped elegantly into Jo-Jo’s paw steps and maintained order, as gently and kindly as her sister. Apart from the fact that we bought them one of these each but apparently they were all hers!

We wondered what would happen when Amie nipped back to Spirit, that’s my lighthearted way of describing pure agony. We had never had a male senior cat, but Hito has been a magnificent older brother since the day the boys arrived. He looks like a big bruiser but is the gentlest soul who still hides from the doorbell and vacuum cleaner.

All 12 cats so far have been different. All 12 have been loved. For the laughter they bring, the joy they bring, and the memories they leave to remind you that you’re the luckiest person in the world.
I’m sure that animal lovers reading this will know that feeling. Behind the pain of loss, quietly and gently all the laughter and joy returns.
They’ve brought me many more years of laughter and joy than anything else in my life. Which is why I know that God is a genius who knew how to send the perfect antidote to humanity. Pets.
Sweet Sunday
Deb xx