RIP Tom 2005 - 2016

It's a week since I had to say goodbye to my beloved black cat Tom. I still can't quite believe he's gone, he was such a character and is very much missed by all the family, including our other cat Biscuit. He went from his usual scatty, silly, happy go lucky self to a point of no return in a little over 48 hours. He was off his food for a day which prompted a trip to the vet , where he was found to be dehydrated and suffering from repiratory and urinary infections. He was given antibiotics and put on a drip overnight and we fully expected to find him bright eyed and bushy tailed the next day. Unfortunately he didn't respond to the antibiotics and the  drip sent water to his lungs and worsened his breathing. To make matters worse the vet had discovered a growth in his abdomen that needed surgery, something he wouldn't survive in his weakened state. Perhaps it was time, she said, to say goodbye. Reluctantly we agreed.

 He liked to hang out with his best mate.

 And find interesting places to sleep.

Ink and watercolour

Ink sketch

Ink and watercolour

 And model for me.

A shady place for a catnap

 We bought him home and buried him in the garden, in one of his favourite places.