Wilma

Old and ailing but still such a friend. 19 years of love and friendship, we knew it would have to end, but, that makes it no easier to take

How do you begin to describe a cat who when she was young would fetch like a dog…or stood guard over the baby starlings that fell from their nest  – fending off other cats until their mum arrived.  Good friends with our resident blackbirds too.

A big half farm cat with massive claws, so good natured they never got used – which is just as well

She’ll be in our hearts for always – now with my mum who has also recently departed and is now no doubt spoiling Wilma something rotten