I was 7 when I first met you. We was having a barbecue. You looked so small and helpless so I decided to give you a prawn, it wasn’t untill I got closer I relised you only had three legs. When I gave you that prawn that was it, there was no getting rid of you. When we took you too the vets they told us you were approximately the same age as me. 8 years later here I am saying goodbye to you, both of us 15. You was a lovely, gentle, warm cat. I will never forget you Thomas. My little Soldier. xx