Tuesday, 14 August 2012

My Teeny Weeny Little Girl

I could never have dreamt that the day of my last blog would change so dramatically, from such excitement to utter sorrow, in the space of a few hours. Tidgy Widgy Pud, my tiny little cat had to be put to sleep.  For such a little girl there is one enormous gap – the cottage is so utterly empty and still.  

At six months of age Tidgy was so tiny she sat in the palm of my hand and with a number of health problems at the time she was expected to live just a few weeks. Those tiny paws reached out to me and I was smitten.  I had her with me for over 14 joyous years.
Regardless of her size her personality was simply huge, she sang and trilled and danced everywhere. Now the silence is deafening.

I will celebrate, in time, that she was so happy and with us for so long. My teeny weeny little girl - I will never, ever forget you.


  1. So sorry to hear about your lovely puss. It really is an awful thing to go though, I feel for you.
    Take care,
    Hen x


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