Well hurrah and welcome back Wilf

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I'm sorry to have to post sad news, but our entrancing and lovely Wizard-cat is no more. Kidney failure, with no real hope of any recovery despite being so young (one year old) and healthy, so we judged it best to let him go. Hail and farewell, Wiz - you were pure magic!

Oh Noreen I am sorry...and it's such a dreadful shock when that happens to one so young.

Thinking of you with love.

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Oh Noreen, I am so sorry. Your poor little cat. Thinking of you.

((((((((((Noreen))))))))))

So sorry, Noreen.

(((Noreen))) RIP young cat chap

I'm so sorry Noreen. Sending you big hugs.

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Oh, poor puss! Our very first cat also developed kidney cancer very young and it progressed fast! It's a bit of a shock, isn't it?

(((Noreen)))

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So sad - poor little cat.

((((Noreen)))

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((((Noreen)))) Poor little cat.

Thank you so much everyone - it really helps: everyone who knew him is quite shocked, including the staff at the vets'. I was with Wiz when he died, holding his paws and head, and I told him I thought there was sure to be lots of chicken in cat heaven.

Our little darling had an appointment at 2.00 pm at the vets today for his annual vaccinations. Normally, he is never far from home and comes when he is called, but today ............... he eventually turned up 4.00 pm! Luckily, we have a lovely vet who just said Purrdy must have read the calendar and didn't like what he saw! Vaccinations now done and dusted and Purrdy has given us the "how could you do this to me treatment".

Yes - how do they do that? Even if you don't actually mention it...

I regret to report the loss of Sammy the ginger thumb cat, presumed due to bladder cancer. Our vets did a great job, but there isn't much you can do for a 16 year old cat with that kind of problems. I will miss his cuddles and ridiculous cuteness.

So sorry to hear that Exile.

Hail and farewell, Sammy, and lots of sympathies to you, exile. However long a life our animals have, it's always too short, but I hope the good memories will come to outweigh the sad ones.

I'm really sorry, Exile.

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"And I'm sure there was blood in the gutter from somebody's head, or else it was the sunset in a puddle."

My cat spent most of yesterday hiding underneatht he bath mat - and I have no idea why.

She has her regular hiding places if anything scares her (normally in the wardrobe, where she makes a nest in my jumpers, or sometimes behind the books piled on top of the bookcase), but seh has never tried burrowing under the bath mat before. She obviously had no idea of her own proportions relative to the bath mat, and spent most of the time looking remarkably stupid, with limbs, and occasionally a worried eye, sticking out in all directions!

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... Anna made up her mind for once and all that there must be something about the Chalet School that affected all concerned with it with mild insanity!

A belated up-date: we now have a new young cat chap (to borrow exile's excellent phrase) called Boy, and he spent yesterday at the vet's having Le Snip.

Jess from the vet's rang up this morning to see how he was, to which I replied "He's lying on the study floor in a sunbeam, and has just turned over and done the most enormous stretch, nicely displaying the rather aldermanic curve of his tummy after a bowl of chicken for breakfast." I could hear her grin down the phone "So he's not really suffering, is he?" "I think we can safely conclude that, yes."

By way of detail, Boy is five months old, white with tabby trimmings, and despite his straight fur, appears to have some Rex ancestry, as he has v stylish curly whiskers, and waves his tail like a fox-hound when he's happy or curious.