To my dear little Tigger, I'm so glad you came to me and I was able to offer you an outside kennel and regular food. You were getting braver venturing into the house which was lovely to see.
I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you had to be taken by the RSPCA to the vets. You would have been so scared but I know you were very ill. I'm glad I got to come and say goodbye and smooth you, even though you never liked that much.
RIP my sweet boy, you’re out pain now.
I loved you xxx
Karen Evans, Swansea, Wales
A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face.
Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.
Janet F Faure