If you say so. Yawn.
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If you say so. Yawn.
You didn't. Whether we are looking after animals or children, we always do what we think is best at the time.My biggest regret was I left him, quite perky and alert, to go get his fav cat food as I'd run out. I got stuck in traffic and when I got back, he had died in the churchyard behind the house, his fav place in the world. He was still warm when I picked him up. I hate it that he died alone and quite horribly, and am still peed off with myself because I feel like I'd let him down.
Didn't realise ebay did houseboats. I wouldn't mind one as a holiday home, though I think houseboats could soon come in for a clobbering by the tax men and councils.This morning I've been drooling over this canal boat
https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Widebeam...212074?hash=item3b519b716a:g:IqAAAOSw5uNfp9yq
I wish I could afford it, I'd move in tomorrow
What a lovely looking cat tooWe offered to take in two cats when the owners who were emigrating to Canada ran out of time.
One of them was Elwood.
He was very like your cat in that he was mega friendly and affectionate, gregarious, I suppose.
He had heart and lung disease.
I think be ok - if you stay in one place, have to pay council tax (lowest band) but if move every couple of weeks, are exempt. The boats have come a long way since I was a kid on a holiday on one. They're gorgeousDidn't realise ebay did houseboats. I wouldn't mind one as a holiday home, though I think houseboats could soon come in for a clobbering by the tax men and councils.
Looking on ebay, there are a lot of new build houseboats, must be a demand for them.I think be ok - if you stay in one place, have to pay council tax (lowest band) but if move every couple of weeks, are exempt. The boats have come a long way since I was a kid on a holiday on one. They're gorgeous
Always talk, please don't apologise
I envy your opportunity for a peaceful ending, as hard as that is.
My cat in the avatar was my best buddy. Amazing cat, more like a dog and really was my mate - my other half joked that he was lower on the pecking order in our house than him but it was true, lol. Well, just after his 12th birthday, 6 and a half years after he started to live with us, he got unwell. He also had a heart condition, and within 3 days of ups and downs he died. We had tried to get a vet booked to come to put him to sleep peacefully at home because driving to the vet would've killed him in a horrible, fearful way the vet was the only thing he was frightened of. I could only book it 2 weeks in advance, something I think is utter madness. Illness isn't that convenient.
My biggest regret was I left him, quite perky and alert, to go get his fav cat food as I'd run out. I got stuck in traffic and when I got back, he had died in the churchyard behind the house, his fav place in the world. He was still warm when I picked him up. I hate it that he died alone and quite horribly, and am still peed off with myself because I feel like I'd let him down.
Sorry, that was rather depressing!