RIP Tom

When I started this blog, I said there would be highs and lows. I guess I didn’t appreciate just how many there would be. Today saw another low when I had to say goodbye to my little cat Tom. He had a large tumour on his liver and went downhill really quickly. I knew as I drove to the vets that I wouldn’t come home with him. You just get that sixth sense with animals. But it’s heartbreaking none the less.

And all done with social distancing. The vet and nurse on the other side of the room. Me in tears, desperately wanting a hug. It’s the right thing, but felt every harder somehow.

For nearly 12 years Tom has been my shadow, so much so I’d tripped over him too many times to mention. I couldn’t bring a box or bag into the house without him wanting to get in it. I still have his brother Nero, but for a little cat, he’s left a huge hole.

2020 really is the year that keeps giving…

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