I’m sad to tell you of the death of a dear friend. As readers of this blog may know, I have a great love for cats, having spent my childhood growing up alongside one. Snowpatch lived with good friends of ours’ and she died yesterday, aged 12, from a stroke.
She has appeared on this blog many times, and here are some of those images.
I love cats in general, but Snowpatch was really something special by virtue of her manifest enjoyment of human company. She was quiet and affectionate and, time and time again, I would be chatting with my friend in her home, and Snowpatch would simply come quietly into the room and sit down beside us. She did not crave attention in any way, but simply seemed to want to be near us. And as she continued to exhibit this behaviour, year after year, it became really very endearing and moving.
So, Life moves on, that’s certainly how it is. And its equally certain that, as we move on through Life, we are all going to miss Snowpatch’s company very much.