When Annie the cat passed away last year, at the ripe old age of 19, my mum was devastated. Annie had been her companion for so many years that she couldn’t really feel right without the furry at her side.
Annie was by no means easy to live with. She was a fiend for ice water, so we had to guard our glasses constantly. She was also prone to peeing on the bathroom rug if she was upset – that meant bad weather, scary village events, and visitors Annie deemed suspicious.
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