A few years ago - i had just been told my mum had died and the same night /early morning came down with some horrific bug and could hardly get out of the loo and back into bed again - i managed to open the door for the cats and feed them and collapse back into bed again (and the loo!!
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It was June , so the back door was left open and the back gate locked -but every time i opened my eyes -one or more was cuddled up with me even Winston who loves being outside .
They were with me the 3 days i was so ill - i had to get downstairs to feed, and do litters but that was it - couldn''t eat and could only drink water -or flat cola (as the doctor told me too )
Hope i don''t feel like that again - not nice !!!