Poor Tommo.

This morning has been strange. After breakfast Stu discover a dead cat in the garden. He is such a lovely looking cat and we have seen him in our garden a number of times but today he was just lying there. After checking and realising he was dead we phoned the RSPCA who said to take him to a vets to see if it was chipped. We eventually plucked up the courage to pick him up, put him in a box and took him down the road to the vets. They told us he was chipped and that they would pass our details on to the owner. A few hours later I got a text message thanking us for taking Tommo to the vets.
Things got a bit better in the afternoon as we managed to get bedside tables and then went round my Mom and Dads for dinner and a film.