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I’m not good with photos so will write a word picture.

Late last year we found a lump on Jess’s neck – 3 operations later the vet said there was nothing more to be done and we said goodbye to her. Jess wasn’t officially our cat. She just decided that she had to live with us, and her lovely owners agreed that whatever was best for Jess was the right thing.

Chloe was the sweetest little Siamese. When we bought her from a so called breeder she weighed 1.5 lbs and cost £150 – we joked that she was the dearest meat we had ever bought. She was a feisty little girl, and fell totally in love with my big boy Jeremy. It was a joy to see them together. He was a rather nervous tabby point Siamese taken from us too early.

As the years went on Chloe decided that she would live in one room upstairs – to get away from the terrible two tabbies! What an excuse for me to spend an hour every evening just listening to the radio, using the pc , and most importantly spending quality time with her. She got a little thin, but enjoyed her food and didn’t hesitate to let me know when she needed me. If you have ever heard a Siamese calling for attention you will know what I mean. Sometimes she would shout at night – last Tuesday night I sat with her for an hour or so from 3.00am – 4.00am. Nothing seemed wrong with her, she just needed a fuss. I am so glad I did.

Wednesday afternoon I had an urgent call at work from Trev to say he thought she was having a fit, and was on his way to the vet with her.

When I walked down the back path and saw him sitting at the dining room table with a glass of whisky I knew what to expect!

She had had a stroke, her blood pressure was high, and she had developed a heart murmur. Gently she left us.

I am so sad that I wasn’t there with her- just so sad.

I have had many cats in my life – they are all special, but one or two of have been really special to me. Chloe was one of them.

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