Tigger

I have just read the sad news that Simon's cat Tigger died yesterday. I have known Tigger for a long time, along with Simon's other cats Lara and Ben. Having not seen Tigger for over four years since moving to Plymouth, I saw her again less than two weeks ago, when I was in Brentwood for my great uncle Jack's funeral. She was mostly sleeping in an armchair near the television, which was on for her benefit . There was a shoebox in front of the chair, which served as a step to help Tigger onto and off of her seat. In the kitchen was a copy of her 'Cat of the Year' certificate that the vet had awarded earlier this year. She was 21, beating Lara (17) and Ben (by a whisker - sorry).

I liked Tigger, though I could never remember her correct gender. In fact I liked all Simon's cats, even Ben who could be a bit arsy sometimes. If there is an afterlife for cats I hope they're all chasing birds together, or doing whatever cats like doing in the afterlife. Finding a really warm spot and sleeping on it probably. Goodbye Tigger.