Sadly, today we lost Meow. The stray cat that adopted us almost 10 years ago. We don’t know how old he was, but we estimate he must have been 13 or 14 years old. Over the past few months he had been visiting his favourite spot in the garden, which is where we found him in his final resting place. It appears he went peacefully in his sleep, which is comforting to know.
Over the years the kids had developed a very special bond with him. Whenever any of the kids would get hurt or cry, Meow would come running from out of nowhere to sit beside them. He would often find his way into bed for cuddles with Emma and Ryan.
Meow got his name from Emma, as that was what she started calling him, and the name just stuck. He was the most well natured and good tempered cat. We will all miss him very much.