Monday, January 17, 2005

Ghost cats

It was strange to go back to an empty Avon Cottage and not be greeted by a feline welcoming committee. I am so used to Oscar trotting up to the door to say hello. He did not so much demand attention but more invited it by his desire to be in the company of humans.

Oscar the black and white Persian cat

Several times in my mind I would see him trotting over to say hello or catch a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye and turn to see not Oscar but a pair of discarded jeans on the floor. The house is emptier without him, I do miss him and it still hardly seems real.

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Charlotte REALLY likes Oscar. Went nuts when she saw his picture on the screen. Shame she won't meet him again...