Goodbye my little friend.

Hello. I was invited to go and see Garcia yesterday, as his owner J, thought he wouldn't be here much longer. When she came home from work I went straight round to the house and found her on the phone to the vet. It was obvious that he had to go straight away. I offered to go with her because there were no other family members around, and she was understandably upset. I couldn't let her go on her own. We were there in ten minutes, and Garcia went off to pussycat heaven. 

This is how I will remember him, lying in the sunshine, sleeping peacefully on my window sill. Almost every morning he would be waiting for me to open the back door, and would stroll in, and help himself to whatever food he could find. He sometimes stayed a while, and sometimes went for a wander, but would come back later looking for more food. He didn't have a cat flap at his house, but he knew he could get in here. 

He was wary of Rocky and warned him off a few times with a hiss if he got too close, even though Rocky liked cats. Garcia would sleep anywhere in the sunshine, in my garden, in next doors hedge bottom, even on the tarmac pavement somewhere between his house and my house. He was always at his own front door waiting to be let in when they came home from work. He will be buried today in his own garden. Rest in peace my little friend.

I've just found a little video of three cats mooching around the garden. Bugsy, Lily, and Garcia. Had forgot about it, can't remember doing it. I can't find it on yoootooob, and there are no links to embed  it here. If you click on this link it will take you to the page 3rd April 2011, scroll down to the bottom. All the cats are gone now, but this is a lovely way to remember them, in the sunshine, in the garden. 

Thanks for popping in, we'll catch up soon.
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