Thankyou so much for your kind words everybody... Ozzie is still very much 'around the house' and garden in spirit and his twin brother seems to occasionally morph into him for a split second which is very strange .... I often see Ozzie's handsome face in my mind first thing as soon as i wake up and i still feel his presence which must sound strange. I know that he didn't want to go . He was a bold alpha and this time he just mis-timed that boldness. A kind man found my Ozzie and took him to the vets but sadly he died on the way, it breaks my heart that I was not with him but i am eternally thankfull that somebody who was obviously compassionate towards animals ,was. He was microchipped as he was an old CP boy. He had lost his seventh collar to date two days before and i hadn't got around to replacing it . Our vet called us very quickly thanks to the microchip.if he jhad had his collar on maybe the man could have come here for me instead of takling him to vets and i could have at least got out to comfort him in his final minutes. but i am trying not to think about that. it happened so close to home. i could have run out of the gate and been with him in seconds. i have a feeling that it would have made little difference in terms of him surviving. at least i know that he was not alone. we buried Ozzie's beautiful body under our apple tree next to my other beloved lost ginger boy Sandy (died in 2006....Ozzie , Joey & Carlos came to live with us a few months later). Cassie , my only girl cat and our longest server has seen two of her 'brothers' come and go now and i feel sure that she feels it. Joey is very clingy and Carlos subdued ,i am sure that they , like us are desperately missing our beautiful Ozzie.
Ozzie had beautiful big tomcat paws and a broad tomcat nose - oh, and INCREDIBLE eyes , i forgot to mention that , how could I forget that? - a real 'tom face' in fact. He didn't so much gently nudge his head against ours in greeting as head butt us , typical tom,a real warrior outdoors and no stranger to a bit of a barney, but indoors he was very very gentke , and during my last pregnancy when in the final months i couldn't sleep and used to sleep downstairs on the sofa watching crap telly at three and four o clock inj the morning , he would always be there streching himself right down the sofa alongside me.,sometimes extending a paw across me - he had even been known to get into the bed (under the duvet)and do the same !! He was a bold lad but soft as butter indoors with us. But it was this boldness that misfired one day. ...still, i guess that he was just our Ozzie, and we wouldn't have changed him. it was his time to go, but oh, how we miss him, and how it hurts.we love you Ozzie boy xxxx
