May 25, 2012. No comments.
So now she lies by the garden wall where the sun lingers at the end of the day, crowned with forget-me-nots - my little mercat queen. That’s what we called her in those last days as she bravely pulled herself around on only her two front legs, looking a bit like a mermaid who forgot to leave her tail at sea, or a queen hindered by a heavy processional train, or if you like - a very disabled cat. Funny, it wasn’t that I thought she might not be long for this world when I wrote about her less than a month [read on]