I thought that you might want to know how we are doing after you both left us, Sooty, you nearly now for 4 years on 19 November, and Tia since 17 April last year.

Stitch (a stray), who we got soon after you left us Tia, has settled in so well now, he loves us to bits and gives us all the love and affection we craved after you both left us. As you know, Kira was a a rescue, a shy, but loving little thing we got after Sooty went with some physical disability. I was a bit worried that she’d always shy away from us, seeing that she’d had an awful start in life. Now our little green-eyed black girl is loving, affectionate and has finally stopped being afraid of us. She still looks and moves like an uncoordinated kitten thanks to the awful people she stayed with for the first 8 months of her life, but loves her little-big brother and has finally come to realise that we really do love her and would never, ever hurt her. She even sits on our laps sometimes or, when she cannot make up her mind, sits between David and me. She is so responsive to anything we say and has developed a vocabulary as extensive as Sooty’s.

Tia, my fluffy baby, our little Miss Puffy Pants, I still miss you so much, it’s still too soon to come to terms with your going from us so suddenly, but I know that you are in a happy place with our Sooty. You would have loved our new home, lots of trees and a big garden… When we first took Kira to the cattery just after you left us, she dashed into the chalet, thinking she’d see you finally; you see, she thought you had been “outside” for all those weeks and had been waiting patiently every day for you to come in. Her cries of distress when you did not appear were the most heartbreaking thing I have ever heard and just broke my heart. Soon after though, we introduced Stitch to her, who just fell in love with her and they now eat, play and sleep together. But, Kira still knows your name…

Sooty my love, mummy and daddy will be having a human baby soon, which I know you will be pleased about. We both still miss you a lot, but time is starting to heal that awful hole your departure left us. We will always carry the scar but we would not have it any other way.

Au revoir, Mog and Fluff, my wondeful and loving fur babies, till next time….

Mummy