We’ve had to let little Billy go today (24th October). Small cat, big heart, big mouth, big personality, huge loss. Our little lap buddy will be sorely missed. Such a small cat and such a loud mouth, he was very vocal, a morning meow, and a constant meow meant he wanted company, he would let you know if you were ignoring him. We could have never have imagined him not being here.
Some might say he was not the prettiest cat, a bit goofy looking with his fangs and large ears but to us he was pawsome. A very sweet and placid little thing, Billy came to us from my sister many years go and at 14, he was the last of our 4 cats. He was great at hiding and scaling trees that he couldn’t get back down from, once being stuck so high up a tree on the stormiest night of the year. It’s going to be strange without him, not sat on my chest where I could almost wear him like a scarf, shouting at him to get off the desk or him sleeping on Sam when she slept on the settee, his funny little walk, chattering at birds, his loud meow while yawning and his morning calls.
It doesn’t get any easier and its heartbreaking every time we lose, yet what Billy teaches us is that the most important thing is the time we have together. The house and our hearts will be quiet without him. Love you to bits mate, purrfect xxx