Close on the passing of Peachy earlier this week, last night I also heard of your passing my dear Thumper, on Wednesday due to a tumour being found on your liver - the strange thing being, that at one time both you and Peachy were part of the same family.Some years ago now, your previous owners went to New Zealand and never came back. They left behind Peachy, you and your friend Bambi - the epileptic Birman. Whilst I had agreed to look after Peachy for the rest of her days, the plan had been that you and Bambi would eventually be flown out to NZ but the airlines wouldn’t agree to fly Bambi in case he had a fit during the flight. I then had the pleasure of caring for you all for a few years. Try as I might to find a nice home for you and Bambi together, no one wanted an epileptic cat. You were a true treasure though, you always went to Bambi during a fit, to comfort him at what could be quite a dangerous time. Then, when the fit had passed, you would back away just a few steps so that I could tend to Bambi - I always felt that you were watching me though, to make sure I did everything just right.
You were always such a happy cat, if you remember I used to call you my ‘chuckle bunny’ as at times you would look just as if you were smiling. Following Bambi’s death a couple of years ago now, a friend of mine who also does rescue work, agreed to take you in for me so that once again you could enjoy all the comforts of home and be the centre of attention in your later years. This was also great as it meant I still had regular contact with you. Sadly, as I already had a group of my own indoor cats, I didn’t have room to bring you indoors and you so deserved a few years being number one cat which I know you were with Jan.





