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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Goodbye Herne

Herne as a week old kitten, pleading for milk. I'll try and get a more recent photo of him.

The last of the kittens we were to give away have been given away.... and I'm miserable. I loved Herne (well, I loved them all), and he and I were pretty close. For a while Herne purred for none but me... though recently he finally purred for my flatmate.

I think Herne looks a lot like a Scottish Wild Cat kitten. Don't you?

Scottish Wild Cat kitten. For those of who who've seen Herne in person, even the patterning is the same.

Herne is going to a great home, though I am worried that being by himself will be difficult for him. He was always playing with his siblings... or curled up with them.

Well, now I'm thoroughly depressed. I know we couldn't have kept them all, but I fell in love with them. Le sigh.

On a happier note, we're keeping Galahad, so we won't be entirely devoid of kittens in the house. Persephone and Galahad get along really well also, so I know there won't be too many fights. Though, Persephone's plaintive cries as she searches for her missing kittens is breaking my heart.

So at last our kittens have been given away and now we can stop continually mourning the losses and get on with life.

That's it from me. Hope you are all well.

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