Danny Boy,
It’s been 9 long years since your tragic death. This time of year is always a sad time for me, on the 20th of August you would have been 21. I could just imagine you old and grey, contented sleeping in a spot of sunlight as you enjoy your twighlight years. You were such a beautiful mog. A giant ginger and white with a beard and moustache just like Leonardo Da Vinci. You had a big heart with so much love for everyone who had the honour to meet you. The 12 years I had with you are years that I cherish and remember always. I know I will meet you again when I’m old and grey myself. When that time comes I know
we will never be cruelly parted again.
I have 5 cats now. You would approve; they are all as fun loving and playful as you were. They would have loved playing with you. Look after Bagpuss. He died on the 17th of August 2004 after taking ill suddenly. He is a ginger like you and a very caring friendly cat. The one thing I really miss is hearing your purr and getting one of your big furry cuddles. Have fun in heaven with your animal friends my beautiful boy.
Love always,
| Wendy |