Goodbye our darling boy

Not taken today (it’s the last photo we have of him on his own).

N came downstairs this morning to find Mr Messi-cat had sadly and surprisingly passed away on the rug.

No idea why.

So sudden and we’re all in a bit of shock.

We’ll always remember his cheeky little ways, the “hello” he’d call as he came in through the cat flap, the purring so much he squeaked, the games behind the curtains, playing in the garden, showing his white bits to the sunshine, protecting L when she cried, hearing me open ham/chicken in the kitchen from the other end of the garden, being named “the beef thief” after coming home with a slice from somewhere one day.. just to name a few that we’ve been remembering with L tonight.

Goodbye our darling boy, rest peacefully. X