I get up at 6:30, hop throught the garden in my pj's because two french lops have no intention going into their play pen.
I have a quick shower and get dressed and leave for work. Arrive at 7.50, do the necessary stuff and go home at 12. Grab a quick bite, put the dogs in the car and drive off to some woods for a walk.
Meet some nice people and have a chat with them. Later, drive to a small village and do some shopping. Arrive home at 7PM, put a pizza in the oven and then the big emptiness hits me. Someone is missing.
Someone with a soft black fur, a big cat with a soft inside.
I'm surrounded by cats, at least 3 are within 4 ft, but my household is not complete.
I burried him myself, said goodbye stroking him, but it feels so unreal.
I want to go to bed now and sleep
and forget