We lost Jack Black last week. It was the kindest decision to let him go. He had been living with a large lump — one we had removed last year — but it had returned and was starting to affect his quality of life. Even the vet reassured us that it wasn’t the wrong choice.
Cats really do get under your skin, which is why we decided to look into adopting another not long after losing Jack. We took our time. First, we met Bob, who was lovely, but had a very flat face and an overbite due to his breed. He also looked like the sort of cat who’d need his own front door key rather than using the cat flap — and could easily moonlight as a nightclub bouncer.
In the end, we went to meet Arwen (formerly known as Tabitha, though “Tabitha” felt a bit too Enid Blyton). With her pointy ears, a Lord of the Rings name felt much more fitting — especially as our previous cats were called Bilbo and Frodo
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