We have been expecting to fairwell one of our 3 cats for a while now. Years in fact. But not Minnie.
We got her as a 5 week old kitten on the 30 December 1993 from memory. She wasn't your normal moggy. Her mother was an Australian Spotted Mist, her father was something that got in over the back fence that may have been the off spring of the tom that should have been Minnie's father. Minnie's fur was thicker than it should have been and she had a couple of stripes where there should have been spots.
She was a very loyal cat, dog like in her devosion. I had leash trained her and she responded to several commands. Not just here kitty kitty.
Her hunting skills were very good we will miss her mousing and her near constant presence everytime we were on the computer. Some of my typos were due to Minnie on my lap as I was writing.
We thought she was just asleep on the end of the table in the sun - a faverite spot. It was sp3 who realised that she wouldn't wake up ever again. It looks like she may have choked on a fur ball.
RIP Minnie Min