It's nice to be home again - even though we have stepped into winter and it is cold this morning and foggy! It's hard to imagine anything more different than the tropics of last week and the view out my window this morning ... although the garden is beautiful with autumn colours, and the very last of the roses - the sky is grey with low fog and it is COLD.
Our lovely black and white cat died while I was away - she was 16 and getting increasingly frail - my husband took her to the vet to get her stitches out from an abscess and they noticed she had a terribly enlarged heart. In the end she never recovered from the anaesthetic for the stitches, and went quite quickly. We're all sad. The boys have known her all their lives, and she was a very sweet and gentle cat. Our other cat is a bit put out - not exactly distraught but unsettled - although it is hard to tell what a cat is thinking sometimes.