My baby has gone.
He came up to bed, gave me a lovely cuddle, then became so ill we had to go to the emergency vets.
I am going to miss him so much, his mews, his purrs, his fluffy fur and most of all his cuddles and nose rubs. The house is already so quiet without him here.
It has been an honour to share his last couple of years. These last few weeks have been so hard but at least I had that last time with him so he knew how much he was loved.
I love you Biscuit, and I hope Pussy Willow, Ben and Ted have met you to help settle you in.
Sleep tight baby, I'm so sad that you're gone but now you are free from pain
xxx