Before I left the UK to go travelling in 2006 I had two lovely cats. Both were adopted from other places – KK from random chav neighbours who moved house and abandoned her, Ed from a friend who had to move house and couldn’t take him with her.
Anni, being sweet and lovely, volunteered to take them both in for me while I was away. This was when I was only going to be out of the country for 6 months… and not the three-and-a-bit years it ended up being. Oops. So off I drove to deepest, darkest Cardiff to deliver them to their new carer.
That was the hardest moment before leaving the UK for me. Anni will tell you – I cried. Just before I left and I saw my cats for almost the last time Anni cuddled me and I cried. I am a soppy git, but I love my animals.
When I came back to the UK after 18 months for a short visit, I saw both of them. By that time, Ed was doing a good impression of a Manx having had to have his tail removed. We never did find out what caused the problem, but first the tip and then the whole thing had to be surgically snipped as he was suffering a lot of pain.
Anni got a new job and couldn’t look after the pussies any more. Fortunately, she found good homes for both.
Up till now, that was the story. There is, however, a very sad new chapter. And the final one for Ed.
Today his new owners found him outside, stone dead, with not a mark on him. They took him to the vet who reckons he was clipped by a car and died instantly. So thankfully he didn’t suffer.
He was a lovely cat. Never any trouble, very playful and I always missed him. I’m so sad I won’t get to see him again.
R.I.P. Ed 🙁
Aw poor Ed. Glad he didn’t suffer.
Fank-oo. Lovely kitty as well 🙁
Sorry to hear about Ed.
Hey Echo – long time no hear! And thank you for your comment. I’ve not even seen the little fella in 2 years or so and I miss him all the more now I know I won’t see him again 🙁