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Computers and the internet are amazing things. One of my concerns with putting together this site was that it could remain current, yet with all my travelling I've often much to say, but little time to say it. Years ago when reading the news it would take me days on end to reply to the kind letters people sent. Now, with the magic of the modern age, I can keep you up to date with what I'm doing and other events in my life.


Date: 26th October 2015

I felt quite stupid when I discovered that the Daily Mail had printed my very poorly written Ode to Tamby.  I dashed it off in the first flood of my grief and wanted to share it with the regular readers of my Blog who will have followed Tamby's history - I didn't expect it to go National.

However it has led to so many emails of support from people who have suffered similar grief over the loss of a pet that I don't feel quite so ridiculous and send them my grateful thanks for sharing their losses too.

Because I dashed it off in so much of a hurry and didn't even go back over it to see if I could make it scan better, I actually forgot some of the funnier aspects of our life together.

When he was fit and able and staying out half the night, Tamby often brought back 'gifts'.  Sometimes, thankfully, they'd already gone to meet their maker but others were still very much alive.  I've lost count of how many times, in the wee small hours of the morning, I'd be catching mice in a large coffee jar.  I got the exercise down to a fine art and nearly always managed to capture them.  If any were awake, the neighbours must have thought I was a nutter going out in my nightwear and shooing a mouse out of a glass jar.  Although I didn't know it would be the last time, shortly before his illness with hyperthyroidism, Tamby came home late afternoon and meowed for my attention.  I went into the hall and there he was proudly displaying a very dead field mouse.  I knew it was a gift and duly thanked him.  Incidentally one or two of the mice escaped and I've found silk blouses nicely chewed and towels in shreds at the bottom of my airing cupboard.

I had a cat once before in London and when he disappeared, I vowed I'd never have a cat again.  It is horrid not knowing whether your pet is lying in pain, dead or wandering around hungry.  So I had dogs as pets until Tamby wandered into my life on 13th July 1999.  ( I was told years ago that my lucky number is 13!)

Tamby was unique - his character changed so much over the years.  He was alwasy so independent until the Radiation treatment last year and then he couldn't get close enough to me.  If I were typing he'd jump up onto the keyboard and try to settle - making do with lying down behind the desktop computer.  I'd always been terribly strict with my pets - no feeding at the table etc.  Tamby turned my resolve upside down and would sit on the table eyeing up my food and judging whether it would be worth licking the plate when I'd finished.  He loved company and when I had guests to lunch or dinner he'd plonk himself down in the middle of the 3 seater sofa so he couldn't be ignored.  I've not met anyone who wasn't captivated by him.

During his month long radiation treatment, there was a Pet Facebook page where the nurses kept us up to date with the progress of our beloved pets.  All the nurses, wrote without exception, what an affectionate little chap he was.  And today at the Vet - again the remark was what an affectionate and lovely character he was.

I don't think I will have another Cat as I don't think any would fit into Tamby's paws!  I might go for a small Rescue dog after Christmas.

I've hardly stopped crying since Tamby left - the least little thing sets me off and night time is the worst. Now the nights are dark and empty and there's no little bundle of marmalade fur curled up on my lap nor on the bed.  Tamby brought so much companionship and joy into my life and he was worth every single penny.

I think we love our pets so much because they give us utterly totally unconditional love - unlike our fellow human beings.  They don't cheat, lie and deceive and they ask for so very little in return.

Thank you so much for all your sympathy.  Before the days of digital I had a lovely photo of Tamby as a kitten peeping out of a cardboard box - I will search for it but meanwhile here's one taken some years ago which I called 'Contentment'.


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