In memory of Willow

Willow was such a special cat. She like nothing more than curling up on the back of the sofa and snuggling into my neck. She was so full of energy so it was so sad to see her loose the use of her back leg which meant she could not go out into her beloved garden and climb onto the garage roof. Not that it stopped her running up and down the landing and stairs. In the few months before her death she was my constant companion whilst I worked, we had some good conversations.

by Carole Applebee