Dylan 2005 - We will miss you.

Tragedy comes in all shapes and sizes and comes at unexpected times. My time came on Friday 27th May. Early that morning my little cat was hit by a lorry and killed instantly. My family wanted to tell me face to face so I did not find out until I had driven home.

Dylan was a gift from my auntie and uncle, he came with his sister Seran from a cat sanctuary in Wales. They were both so small they could fit in the palm if my hand.

My cousin took great delight in playing with them both until they left. Over the space of 1-2 years both have gown in body and character. Dylan was well known for his talking, following the dog, hunting and eating dog treats and to my mum’s frustration malting everywhere. He has killed many a bird and was often found ready to strike a passer by, by hiding in a bush.

So my little friend this blog is for you.
Dylan 2002-2005

My special thanks to my family.
Special thanks to my sister, who pretended to dislike Dylan at times but loved him always.
To my mother who feed and cared for him in my absence and my father who broke the news to me.