Wit Over Ignorance

Ron RIP

I fear I owe it to the rest of the family to announce the demise of Sylvie's cat, Ron, who was 15 years old and hadn't been doing well for some time. I must confess at the outset I never got on particularly with Ron - he ignored me, and I tried to ignore him, which got progressively harder in his declining months, but we needn't dwell on those. The small girls loved him, Sylvie misses him more than she thought she would, and for all his non-communicative faults he was a very handsome animal. It fell to me to dig his grave beneath a tree in our small garden, and the girls have added a pumpkin and various memorial rocks. He was part of our family, and he earned his place on these pages.

 

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Ron RIP

I fear I owe it to the rest of the family to announce the demise of Sylvie's cat, Ron, who was 15 years old and hadn't been doing well for some time. I must confess at the outset I never got on particularly with Ron - he ignored me, and I tried to ignore him, which got progressively harder in his declining months, but we needn't dwell on those. The small girls loved him, Sylvie misses him more than she thought she would, and for all his non-communicative faults he was a very handsome animal. It fell to me to dig his grave beneath a tree in our small garden, and the girls have added a pumpkin and various memorial rocks. He was part of our family, and he earned his place on these pages.