Archie is at rest
I can't recall ever posting in this blog b4, today I t5hought I'd share a bit about my late cat ARCHIE, a semi-feral ginger TOM
I suffered dreadfuly as a child with allergies, Cats were number ONE.
When my daughter (number2) was a teenager she had problems and we were recommended to ADOPT A Cat.
aLONG CAME Archie & AMAZINGLY I WAS NOT AFFECTED.
sorry caps.
Here is an extract from his diary, dictated by him & typed by me.
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CHRISTMAS APPROACHES
They’re at it again, this time of year they start bringing objects home, looking very pleased with themselves. Then they wrap this junk up in garish shiny paper & hide the parcel for a few weeks,. Out they come again& this time they’re put under a fir tree in my front room, my favourite spot for sharpening my claws. Then, would you Adam & Eve it, they pull off the paper & give each other these objects.
Waste of paper, if you ask me. Mind you, when all their relatives visit them, they lock me in their bedroom, it’s lovely & comfy in there, so I make a point of not crapping or throwing up in that room. Fair do’s eh?
Robert is spending a lot of time in the shed lately, he can’t be making anything cos he can’t hammer a nail in straight. I think he has a nap in the old armchair he’s put in there. I’m not allowed in there cos of frightening his canaries, I’ll do more than scare ‘em if I ever get in there.
Ay up, it’s light outside, I think I’ll go out & snarl a bit, too cold to stay
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Ah such is life
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Today is a special day. We have been caring for Archie's ashes for 4 years while my daughter was waiting to have a gardn of her own to lay Archie to rest, along with Gucci his pal. Today we have delivered both caskets to my daughter